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.”

sip of her milk, “I

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

“I don’t

Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

delay.

her, “I’ve

Yasmine said, “I won’t be

brushed her hair back

see it, but if Yasmine had

there was nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

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

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

Boyd headed to

to her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the one who has

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture

who couldn’t let

driver beside her

a deep breath, and got into

—

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

but they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of their

exchange with

remained unanswered, fading over

the issue

absent. After all, they had grown up

completely cut.

few months of university, the

They were less boisterous, more

farewells, the pressure to advance,

fear of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had

Bryson managing things, played

even suggested she could stay

challenges weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at a

couldn’t fault her, except when it came

uneasy around Serana since

just that—play, and the near-death

couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

time and

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew

was

passed since their “unpleasant”

to pick up Yasmine from school. She

but the driver opened the

for her.

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

your own car

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

of playing

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