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.”

sip of her

her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

don’t think you want

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

delay. “I’ll be

watched her, “I’ve arranged

won’t be

her hair back and exited

it, but if Yasmine

was nothing more

the stairs together, Yasmine

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her

Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

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

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a

Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside her

to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

lingered

worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

such an exchange with Serana could only

question remained unanswered, fading

the issue

not absent. After all, they had grown

completely cut.

of university, the students’ emotions began

They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

to

of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had

with Bryson managing things, played the

suggested she could stay in school if she was

the challenges weren’t

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at a

fault her, except when

had felt uneasy around Serana

just that—play, and

Serana’s present self due to past events

time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

was

month had passed

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from

the front passenger seat, but the driver

back seat for her. Boyd

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

even driving your own car

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

Tired of playing

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