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.

Enter title…

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.”

sip of her milk,

pancakes before

“Are you full?”

“I don’t

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang. She

second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going

back and

it, but if Yasmine

nothing

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

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

paper.”

kissing her forehead, “As

away, Boyd

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

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a

who couldn’t let

driver beside

snapped back to reality, took a deep

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

However, such an exchange with Serana

unanswered, fading over

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

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

completely cut.

months of university, the students’ emotions

were less boisterous, more

farewells, the pressure to

or fear of

and Boyd, these concerns held little

had

Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

suggested she could stay in

challenges weren’t too great

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

at a

except when it came to

around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

present self due to past events or

but as time and

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

was

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school.

front passenger seat, but the

towards the back seat for her.

“Mr. Boyd, you’re

even driving your

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

of playing

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