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.”

of her milk,

pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

a second’s delay. “I’ll

“I’ve

won’t be going

hair back and exited

see it, but if

there was nothing more

the stairs together, Yasmine

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

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing

car drive away, Boyd

then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

driver beside

a deep breath, and

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in

they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context

with Serana could only

unanswered,

seemed to avoid the issue

After all, they had grown up

completely cut.

university, the

more silent than before, perhaps due

to advance, embarking

of an

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

had

Bryson managing things, played

Bryson even suggested she could stay

challenges weren’t too great

to

Bryson at

except

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

as just that—play, and

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

as time

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

her displeasure was

passed since their “unpleasant”

to pick up Yasmine from school.

seat, but the driver

seat for her. Boyd was

sat down, “Mr.

even driving your

today. Got a

of playing

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