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.

Enter title…

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 milk, “I

her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

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

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

second’s delay.

“I’ve arranged

won’t be going

hair back and

but if Yasmine had already called for

nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting

car, she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

stood there,

was Yasmine who couldn’t

driver beside her prompted

a deep breath,

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

worry about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

However, such an exchange with Serana could

unanswered, fading

the issue too, rarely

had grown

completely cut.

months of university, the students’ emotions began to

less boisterous, more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking

of an

Boyd, these

had already

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss

she could stay in school if she

weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

at

fault her, except when it came to

Serana since their reunion.

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

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

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance

was no longer

passed since their

pick up

passenger seat, but the driver opened the

towards the back seat for her.

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

your own

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

Tired of

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