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 her

only ate half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

don’t

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

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

watched her, “I’ve

“I won’t be

brushed her hair back and exited

see it, but if Yasmine had already called

nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine

she reminded

paper.”

kissing her forehead,

Boyd

If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

who

driver beside

reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of their conversation, it

However, such an exchange with Serana could only happen

question remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

but not absent. After all, they had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

completely cut.

months of university, the students’

less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

farewells, the pressure to advance,

or fear of an uncertain

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns

had already

Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss

stay in

the challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

at

couldn’t fault her, except when

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

just that—play, and the near-death experience

deny Serana’s present self due

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

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no longer

had passed since their

pick up Yasmine from school. She

the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

towards the back seat for her.

and sat down, “Mr. Boyd,

driving your own

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

of playing

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