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.”

of

half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

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

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up

Yasmine smiled.

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

delay. “I’ll be right

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

said, “I won’t be going to school

brushed her hair back and exited the

was off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

nothing

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

car drive away, Boyd

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

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood

Yasmine who

the driver

to reality, took a deep breath,

—

from Serana lingered

to worry about it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it wasn’t

However, such an exchange with

question remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

all, they had grown up

completely cut.

the last few months of university,

less boisterous, more silent

the pressure to advance,

or fear of an

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

focus had

managing things,

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if

challenges weren’t

to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

at a

her, except when

felt uneasy around Serana since their

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

Serana’s present self due to past events or

time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

was no

had passed since

pick up Yasmine from

seat, but the driver opened the door

for her.

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

your own

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

of

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