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.”

a sip of

pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you want

her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang.

a second’s delay.

her, “I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be going

brushed her hair back and

but

there was nothing more

Yasmine acting as

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

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

If you

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

driver beside her prompted

back to reality, took a deep breath, and got into the

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of their conversation,

with

remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely

After all, they had grown

completely cut.

last few months of university,

more silent

pressure to advance, embarking

of an

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held

had already

Bryson managing things,

stay in school if

challenges weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at

except when it came to

felt uneasy around Serana

and the near-death experience

present self due to past

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she and

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

her displeasure was

month had passed

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

but the

the back seat for

“Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your

driving your

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

Tired of

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