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.”

sip of her milk, “I

only ate half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think you want to hear that

Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll

“I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be

back

Boyd could see it, but

there was nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting

getting into the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

kissing her forehead,

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a

who couldn’t

driver

a

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their

with Serana could only

question remained unanswered, fading

to avoid the issue

all, they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

university, the students’ emotions

less boisterous, more silent

to advance, embarking

or fear of an uncertain

and Boyd, these concerns held little

had

Bryson managing things, played the

she could stay in school

the challenges weren’t

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

at a

her, except when

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

as just that—play, and the near-death experience

Serana’s present self due

time and

didn’t mesh.

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

displeasure was

had passed since their

to pick

passenger seat, but the driver opened

back seat for her.

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

even driving your

“Can’t drive today. Got

of playing

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