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

ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you want to hear

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

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

a second’s delay. “I’ll be

watched her, “I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going

brushed her hair back and exited the

see it, but if Yasmine had already

nothing more he

Yasmine

the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

drive away, Boyd headed

to her, then talk less. If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who

the driver

reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

they always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of

with Serana could

remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue

they had

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’

boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

the pressure to advance,

or fear of an

Boyd, these

focus had

Bryson managing things,

she could stay in school if

challenges weren’t

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

at

fault her, except when it came to

uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

that—play, and the near-death experience as a

present self due to past

time and

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

was

passed since their

came to pick up Yasmine

for the front passenger seat, but the

seat for her. Boyd was already

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

driving your own

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

of

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