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,

pancakes before

“Are you full?”

don’t think

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

delay. “I’ll

“I’ve arranged

“I won’t be going

hair back and exited the

was off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine

nothing more he could

together, Yasmine acting as

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

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As you

Boyd headed

talk less. If

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of sadness.

who couldn’t let

driver beside her prompted

snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

worry about it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it

exchange with Serana could

question remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

not absent. After all, they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

few months of university,

were less boisterous, more silent

the pressure to

or fear of

Boyd, these concerns

focus had already

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

stay in

challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at

her, except when

uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

just that—play, and the near-death experience

couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past

old prejudices forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

displeasure was no longer

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

pick up Yasmine from school.

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the

back seat for

and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your

even driving your own car

hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

Tired of

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