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, “I

ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

plate closer to himself. “I don’t think

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the

Yasmine smiled.

phone

delay.

“I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be going to school

her hair back and exited

off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already

nothing more he

the stairs together, Yasmine

reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

drive away, Boyd headed to another

If you piss her off, I’m the one who

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver

a deep

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

about it, but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their

with

remained unanswered,

issue too,

After all, they had

completely cut.

months of university, the students’ emotions

were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

to advance,

of an uncertain

Boyd, these

had

managing things, played the hands-off

she could stay in school if she was

the challenges weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at a

her, except

uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

and the

too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

prejudices forever, but as time

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

displeasure was

month had passed since their

came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

passenger seat, but

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd,

even driving your own

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned

Tired of playing

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