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 her milk,

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you want to

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She

second’s delay. “I’ll be

watched her, “I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going to

her hair back and exited

could see it, but if Yasmine had already

there was nothing more he

together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

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

paper.”

kissing

Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

who

Serana,” the driver beside

reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

with Serana could only happen

question remained unanswered, fading over

to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

had grown up together. The

completely cut.

the last few months of university, the

less boisterous, more silent

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of

Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had

with Bryson managing things, played the

stay

challenges weren’t too great

to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at

her, except when it

had felt uneasy around Serana since their

and the

deny Serana’s present self due to past

time and events

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew

was

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

seat, but the driver opened the door

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd

sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

driving your

hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

Tired of playing

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