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.”

took a sip of her milk, “I

half her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

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

napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

a second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve

“I won’t

hair back and exited the dining

was off. Boyd could see it, but

was nothing

together, Yasmine

car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

kissing her forehead,

Boyd headed

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the one

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there,

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside

took a deep breath, and

—

words from Serana lingered

about it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

such an exchange with Serana could only

unanswered,

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

few months of university,

more silent than before, perhaps due

farewells, the pressure to

or fear of an

Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had already

with Bryson managing things,

suggested she could stay in school if

challenges weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except when it

around Serana since their reunion. She

and the near-death experience as

present self due to past

time and events proved, she and

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

to pick up

front passenger seat, but

the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

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

even driving your

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

Tired of

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