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.”

of her milk,

pancakes before

“Are you full?”

“I don’t

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going

her hair back and exited

was off. Boyd could see it, but

there was nothing more he could

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

she reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead,

drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of

Yasmine who

driver

reality, took a deep

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

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

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

exchange with Serana could only happen

question remained unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

completely cut.

the last few months of university,

They were less boisterous, more silent

pressure to

of an uncertain

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had

with Bryson managing things, played the

she could stay in school if she was

the challenges weren’t

to

Bryson at a

fault her, except when it

had felt uneasy around Serana since their

that—play, and the near-death

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

as time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

was no longer

passed since their “unpleasant”

to pick up Yasmine from school.

seat, but the

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

even driving your

took her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

of

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