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 milk, “I

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone

delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve arranged

“I won’t be going

her hair back and exited

could see it, but if Yasmine had

there was nothing

Yasmine acting as if nothing

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead,

drive away, Boyd headed to

to talk to her, then talk less. If

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture of

was Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside her prompted

took a deep breath, and got into the

—

lingered

about it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

with

question remained unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

all, they had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

completely cut.

of university,

were less boisterous, more silent

to advance,

of an

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had already

managing things, played the hands-off

suggested she could stay in school if she was

challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at

her, except when it

felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

Serana’s present self

time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance

was no

had passed since

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school.

front passenger seat, but the driver opened

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was

in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

your own

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

of playing

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