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.”

a sip of her milk,

ate half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

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

Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll be

her, “I’ve

Yasmine said, “I won’t be

brushed her hair back and exited

off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had

there was nothing

together, Yasmine acting as

she reminded

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As

away, Boyd

then talk less. If you piss her off,

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a

Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside

to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of

exchange with Serana

remained unanswered, fading

issue too, rarely visiting

but not absent. After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

few months of university,

less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

farewells, the pressure to advance,

of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had already

managing things, played

could stay

challenges weren’t

hesitate to

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except

Serana since their reunion.

and the near-death experience as a

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

off. Her

her displeasure was

passed since their “unpleasant”

came to pick up Yasmine from

front passenger seat, but the

back seat for her.

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

even driving your own

drive today. Got a dinner planned

of playing

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