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?”

“I don’t think you

Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone

second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be

hair back

see it, but if Yasmine had already called

was nothing more

Yasmine

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

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

who

the driver beside her prompted

to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

Serana lingered

it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation,

exchange with

unanswered,

issue

absent. After all, they had grown

completely cut.

months of university, the

less boisterous, more silent than before,

to advance, embarking

of

Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

had already

things, played

she could stay in school

weren’t

hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

felt uneasy around Serana since

play as just that—play, and the

too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present

old prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

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

her displeasure was no longer

passed since

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

back seat for

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

your own

drive today.

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