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 her

ate half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

don’t

Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

a second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be going to

back and

see it, but if

nothing more

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead,

away, Boyd headed to another

to her, then talk less. If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver beside her

took a

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

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

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

such an exchange with Serana could only happen

unanswered,

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

they had grown

completely cut.

of university,

They were less boisterous, more silent than

the pressure to

of

these concerns

focus had already

things, played the

she could stay in school if she

challenges weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

at

her, except when it came

around Serana

that—play, and the near-death

present self due to past events

but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

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

displeasure was no longer

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

pick up Yasmine from school.

the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

back seat for her. Boyd was already

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

your own car

“Can’t drive today. Got

of playing

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