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

her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang. She

a second’s delay. “I’ll

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t be

her hair back and exited the dining

but if Yasmine had already called for

nothing more he

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

into the car, she reminded

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

drive away, Boyd headed

talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of

was Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver beside

to reality, took a deep breath, and got

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of their

However, such an exchange with Serana could only

remained unanswered, fading

avoid the issue

After all, they had

completely cut.

months of university, the

more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of an uncertain

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held

had already

managing things, played the hands-off

stay in school if

the challenges weren’t too great

however, didn’t hesitate to

at a

her, except when it

around Serana since their reunion.

and

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

forever, but as time and events proved, she and

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

displeasure was no longer

passed since their

to pick up Yasmine

front passenger seat, but the

for her. Boyd was

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

your own car

hand, “Can’t drive today.

of playing

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