The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1892

Serana bit her lip, silent.

Straightening up in her chair, Yasmine’s gaze grew colder. “You might not like

hearing this, but you knew what you were doing getting into this. So don’t play

the victim.”

Casting a glance at the sandwiches left on the table, Yasmine let out a sarcastic

chuckle. “To win a man’s heart, you gotta win his stomach first. Have you

managed that over all these years?”

The words were blunt, and any pretense of ignorance Serana had maintained

was now impossible to continue.

Enter title…

Perhaps Yasmine hit a particularly sore spot, Serana finally met Yasmine’s eyes.

“No one knows Boyd better than I do.”

Yasmine raised an eyebrow, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at

Serana with feigned interest, as if waiting for a sermon.d2

Serana didn’t disappoint, continuing, “Sure, you knew him before I did, but you

left his side for nine years. During those nine years, I was the one by his side.”

The expression on Yasmine’s face grew darker by several degrees. “Are you

bragging or giving me a friendly reminder of my place? That it’s about time I

stepped aside?”

Shaking her head, Serana clarified, “I’m not bragging, nor reminding you of

anything. I’m just laying out the facts to explain that I’ve grown up with him, I

know what he wants, and that’s why I’ve come to accept him being with you.”

Yasmine nodded, “It seems I should thank you for being so gracious about us

being together.”

“I know you must think I’m a fool, but if I…”

“What’s going on here?”

Boyd’s voice suddenly cut in, interrupting Serana. He placed a plate of spaghetti

in front of Yasmine. “You ordered it. You better eat it all.”

“But I didn’t say I wanted two eggs.”

“Just eat it.”

Boyd sat beside her, giving Serana a fleeting glance. “What were you two

talking about?”

Serana’s complexion paled slightly as she gently shook her head. “Nothing

important.”

Boyd turned to Yasmine, only to hear her say, “It’s not ‘nothing.’ I’m actually

quite curious about what you were about to say.”

sip of

pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think you want to

napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve

“I won’t be going to

her hair back and exited the dining

but

there was nothing more

together, Yasmine acting as if

into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As

car drive away, Boyd

If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness.

was Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver beside her

back to reality, took a

—

from Serana lingered in

to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context

an exchange with Serana could

remained unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

absent. After all, they had grown

completely cut.

months of university, the

less boisterous, more silent than

the pressure to advance, embarking

fear of an

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had already

things, played the hands-off boss

even suggested she could stay in school if she

weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at

her, except when

uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

and

deny Serana’s present self due to past

as time

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

her displeasure was no longer

month had passed since

came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

the front passenger seat, but the driver

seat for her. Boyd was already

ducked in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up

your

drive today. Got a dinner

of playing

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