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,

only ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

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

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t

hair back and exited the dining

it, but if Yasmine had already called

there was nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting as

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

Boyd headed to another

talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the one who has

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

was Yasmine who

the driver beside

reality, took a

—

lingered in

it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of their

exchange with Serana could only

unanswered, fading over

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely

had grown up together.

completely cut.

of university, the students’

boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

the pressure to advance, embarking on

fear of

Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

focus had

things, played the hands-off boss

could stay in school if she

challenges weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly

at

her, except when

uneasy around Serana since their

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

present self due to

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

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew

was

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

came to pick up Yasmine from

the front passenger seat, but

the back seat for her. Boyd was

sat down, “Mr. Boyd,

your

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned for

Tired of playing

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