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

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think you want to hear

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve arranged a

said, “I won’t be going to

her hair back and exited the

it, but if Yasmine had

there was nothing

stairs together, Yasmine acting as

reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

close, kissing her

away, Boyd headed to

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver beside her

back to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

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

exchange with Serana could only happen

unanswered,

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

they had grown

completely cut.

of university, the students’ emotions began to

boisterous, more silent than before,

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking

or fear of an uncertain

Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

had already

things, played the

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she was

weren’t too great for

to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at a

fault her, except

uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

just that—play, and the

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

but as time and events proved, she and

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance grew day by

was no longer

had passed since their

to pick up Yasmine from school.

seat, but the driver opened the door

gesturing towards the back seat for her.

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

your

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

Tired of playing

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