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 milk, “I

her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think you want to

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

“I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going to school

hair back and exited

it, but if

there was nothing more

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

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

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

talk to her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

driver

to reality, took a

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

worry about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of

such an exchange with Serana could only

remained unanswered,

the issue too,

not absent. After all, they had

completely cut.

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

boisterous, more silent

farewells, the pressure to advance,

fear of an

these concerns held little significance. In

focus had

Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

suggested she could stay in school if

weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to

Bryson at a

except

Serana since their reunion. She

that—play, and the near-death experience

deny Serana’s present

but as time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance

displeasure was no

passed since their

came to pick up Yasmine from school.

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

back seat for her. Boyd was

sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really

your

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

of playing

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