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.

Enter title…

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,

ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

pulled the plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered the

delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t be

hair back

could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

was nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine

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

paper.”

close, kissing

Boyd headed

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

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver

took a deep breath, and got into the

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context

However, such an exchange with Serana

remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

absent. After all, they had grown up together. The ties

completely cut.

months of university, the students’ emotions began

boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

the pressure to advance,

fear of

Boyd, these concerns

focus had

managing things, played

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school

the challenges weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at a

her, except when it

uneasy around Serana since

as just that—play, and the near-death

present self due

as time and

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

her displeasure was no longer

month had passed since their

came to pick up

seat, but

for her. Boyd was

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

driving your own car

hand, “Can’t drive today.

of playing

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