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,

her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang.

delay. “I’ll

watched her, “I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going

hair back and

could see it, but if Yasmine had already

was nothing more he

Yasmine acting as if

reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

Boyd headed to another

to her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture

who

Serana,” the driver beside her

reality, took a deep breath,

—

lingered in Yasmine’s

about it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

an exchange with

question remained unanswered, fading over

issue too, rarely visiting

but not absent. After all, they had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

completely cut.

university, the

less boisterous, more silent than before,

to advance,

fear of an

and Boyd, these concerns

focus had already

things, played the hands-off

she could stay

challenges weren’t too

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

at a

except when it

felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

play as just that—play, and the

deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

old prejudices forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance

displeasure was

had passed since their “unpleasant”

Boyd came to pick

front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was

“Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping

your own car

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

of

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