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.

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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.”

took a sip of

half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

closer to himself. “I don’t

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

“I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going to

her hair back and

could see it, but if Yasmine

nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

getting into the car, she reminded

paper.”

kissing her

Boyd

less. If

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood

Yasmine who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside her prompted

a deep breath, and got

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of

exchange with Serana

remained unanswered,

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

had grown up together. The

completely cut.

of university, the students’

They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

to advance,

fear of an uncertain

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

focus had

Bryson managing things, played the

stay in

challenges weren’t too

hesitate to

Bryson at

her, except when it came

Serana since

that—play, and

present self due to

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no

month had passed since

afternoon, Boyd came to pick

the front passenger seat, but the driver

back seat for her. Boyd was

“Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your

your own car

drive today. Got a dinner

of playing

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