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

ate half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

don’t think you want to

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll be

“I’ve arranged

“I won’t

hair back and exited

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called for

was nothing more

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead,

car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

to her, then talk less. If you piss her off,

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

Yasmine who

the driver beside her prompted

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

—

from Serana lingered

but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of

such an exchange with Serana could only happen

unanswered, fading

to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

had grown up together.

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’ emotions began

more

farewells, the pressure to

of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

had already

things, played the hands-off boss

she could stay in school if

weren’t too great for

hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at a

her, except when

uneasy around Serana since

just that—play, and the

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to

but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no longer

had passed since their

pick up Yasmine from school. She

for the front passenger seat, but the driver

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

“Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping

your own

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

Tired of playing

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