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

ate half her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

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

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

second’s delay.

“I’ve

“I won’t be

hair back

could see it, but if Yasmine had already called for

there was nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

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

paper.”

kissing her

car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of sadness.

Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver

reality, took a deep breath, and got

—

Serana lingered

worry about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context

with Serana could only happen

unanswered, fading

to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

After all, they had grown

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’ emotions began to

more silent

to advance, embarking on

or fear of an

these concerns held little

had

things,

even suggested she could stay in school if

the challenges weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly

at a

couldn’t fault her, except when

uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

forever, but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

was no

passed since

came to pick

seat, but the

the back seat for

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

even driving your own

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

of playing

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