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.”

a sip of her milk,

only ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

pulled the plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you want to

a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay. “I’ll

“I’ve arranged

“I won’t be going

hair back and

was off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had

nothing more he could

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as

she reminded

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead,

car drive away, Boyd headed to another

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a picture of sadness.

was Yasmine who couldn’t

driver beside her

a deep

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

it, but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

an exchange with Serana could only happen

remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue

they had grown up

completely cut.

of university, the students’

more silent than before,

pressure to

of

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

had

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss

she could stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at

except when it

felt uneasy around Serana since

just that—play, and the near-death experience as a

Serana’s present self

as time and

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

was no longer

had passed since their

pick

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

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

even driving your own

her hand, “Can’t drive today.

Tired of

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