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.”

of her milk, “I

only ate half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think you want

napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

a second’s delay.

“I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be going to

her hair back and exited

could see it, but if

nothing more he

Yasmine acting as if nothing

the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As you

car drive away, Boyd

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood

was Yasmine who

driver beside her

to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in

to worry about it, but they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

with Serana could only

question remained unanswered, fading

the issue too, rarely visiting

not absent. After all, they had grown

completely cut.

months of university,

They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

the pressure to advance, embarking on

of

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns

had already

things, played the hands-off boss

suggested she could stay in school

weren’t too great

to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at a

fault her, except when it came to

Serana since

as just that—play, and the near-death

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self

time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance

was no longer

passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

front passenger seat, but

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd

down, “Mr. Boyd,

even driving your own car

“Can’t drive today. Got

of

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