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

ate half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

a second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t

brushed her hair back

was off. Boyd could see it, but if

nothing more he could

the stairs together, Yasmine

into the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

her close, kissing her

drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness.

Yasmine who couldn’t

driver beside

a deep breath, and got

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

it, but they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context

with Serana

unanswered, fading

avoid the issue

After all, they had grown

completely cut.

university, the students’ emotions began to

more silent than before,

pressure to advance, embarking

of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had

managing things, played the

stay in

weren’t too great for

didn’t hesitate to refuse,

at

couldn’t fault her, except

uneasy around Serana

and

deny Serana’s present self due

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

displeasure was

had passed since

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up

but the driver opened the

towards the back seat for

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

your own

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

Tired of

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