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 milk, “I

only ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

“I don’t

napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll

“I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going

brushed her hair back and

but if

there was nothing

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

she reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

her close, kissing

away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

driver

took a deep

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context

such an exchange with Serana

question remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting

absent. After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

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

They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

farewells, the pressure to advance,

of

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had already

things, played the hands-off

stay in school

challenges weren’t

to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except when it came

uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

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

deny Serana’s present self due to past events

as time and events

didn’t mesh.

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

displeasure was no longer

passed since their

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from

front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and

towards the back seat for

ducked in and sat down, “Mr.

even driving your own car

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

Tired of playing

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