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.”

a sip of her milk,

ate half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t

Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered the

second’s delay.

her, “I’ve

“I won’t be going

her hair back and

could see it, but if

was nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

getting into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing

drive away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

driver beside

a deep

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context

exchange with Serana could only happen

remained unanswered,

the issue too, rarely visiting

had grown

completely cut.

of university, the students’

more silent than before, perhaps

the pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of

and Boyd, these concerns held

focus had already

things, played the hands-off boss

even suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

at a

her, except when it came

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

just that—play, and the near-death experience

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to

old prejudices forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance

displeasure was no longer

passed since

pick up

seat, but the driver opened the door and

seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

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

driving your

hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned for

of

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