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

ate half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

“I don’t

a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay.

“I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going to school

brushed her hair back and exited the

it, but

was nothing more

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her

away, Boyd headed to another

to talk to her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver

reality, took a deep breath,

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation,

an exchange with

remained unanswered, fading over

seemed to avoid the issue too,

had grown up together.

completely cut.

of university, the

were less boisterous, more silent than

pressure to

of

Yasmine and Boyd, these

focus had already

managing things, played the hands-off

suggested she could stay in school if

the challenges weren’t too great for

hesitate to

at a

except

Serana since their reunion. She

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

present self due to past events

as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew

her displeasure was

month had passed since their

to pick

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

for

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

even driving your

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

Tired of

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