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 her

pancakes before

“Are you full?”

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

with a 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.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

second’s delay.

“I’ve arranged

won’t

back and

could see it, but if Yasmine

was nothing more he could

the stairs together, Yasmine acting

car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

kissing

away, Boyd

then talk less. If you piss

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver

snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

Serana lingered

but they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their

an exchange with Serana

remained unanswered,

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

all, they had

completely cut.

of university, the students’ emotions began

more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had

things, played

could stay in school

the challenges weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at

her, except when it came

uneasy around Serana since

just that—play, and the near-death

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due

time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance

her displeasure was no

month had passed

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

gesturing towards the back seat for

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

even driving your

drive today. Got a

Tired of

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