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.”

a sip of her

ate half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

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

Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll be

“I’ve arranged

won’t be going

hair back and

was off. Boyd could see it, but if

nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

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

paper.”

kissing her

Boyd headed to another

talk less. If you piss her off, I’m

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there,

who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside her prompted

took a deep breath, and got into

—

lingered in Yasmine’s

worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of

with Serana could

remained unanswered, fading over

issue too, rarely visiting

had grown up together.

completely cut.

months of university,

boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

pressure to advance,

fear of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held

focus had

things, played the hands-off

could stay in school

weren’t too great for

didn’t hesitate to refuse,

at

fault her, except

felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

that—play, and the near-death

couldn’t deny Serana’s present

as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her

displeasure was no longer

had passed since their

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up

but the

the back seat for her.

down, “Mr.

driving your own car

today. Got a

of playing

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