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

only ate half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

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

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

phone

a second’s delay. “I’ll

“I’ve arranged a

“I won’t

back and

could see it, but if Yasmine had already called for

there was nothing more he

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

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

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead,

away, Boyd headed to

If you piss her off, I’m the one

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there,

Yasmine who

the driver beside her prompted

reality, took a

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

worry about it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of their conversation, it

with Serana

remained unanswered, fading

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

After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

months of university, the students’ emotions began to

more silent than

the pressure to

of an uncertain

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

had

with Bryson managing things,

Bryson even suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t too great

to

Bryson at a

fault her, except when it came

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

as just that—play, and

present self due

time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

displeasure was

month had passed since

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school.

the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

for her.

in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd,

your own

“Can’t drive today. Got a

Tired of playing

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