The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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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.”

Serana took a sip of her milk, “I forgot.”

Yasmine only ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards Boyd.

“Are you full?”

He pulled the plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you want to hear that I am.”

Wiping her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone who

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

Boyd directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had left.

Yasmine smiled.

After Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the call

without a second’s delay. “I’ll be right down.”

Boyd watched her, “I’ve arranged a ride.”

Standing, Yasmine said, “I won’t be going to school today.”

She brushed her hair back and exited the dining room.

Something was off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called for a

driver, there was nothing more he could say.

They descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had happened.

the car, she reminded

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As you

Boyd headed to

talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside her

back to reality, took a deep breath,

—

from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

with Serana could

unanswered, fading

the issue too, rarely visiting

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

completely cut.

months of university, the students’

They were less boisterous, more silent

the pressure to advance, embarking

fear of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

focus had

managing things,

suggested she could stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too great for

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at a

her, except when it

around Serana since their

and the

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

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

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

was no longer

passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up

but the driver opened the door and

back seat for

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

even driving your own

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

Tired of

cook for you every day of

eat out? I’m actually quite

culinary skills.”

asked us to dinner. Must’ve

tests?” Yasmine raised an eyebrow,

head

why you

to celebrate? She probably wants to share her joy

laughed softly, “A good score and it calls for a celebration? She

slacker, is she? Are we going to throw a party every

finishes a test?”

this, Yasmine paused, recalling

did indeed celebrate Serana’s achievements

to it,

the tests big and small along the

performance.

actually commemorating these occasions.

her, but anger coiled in her chest. Were they really having

world right under

mood, Boyd squeezed

an eyebrow, her gaze sliding to the corner

“I’m curious, what exactly

ask? Before you left, she was at

you left,

a straightforward answer to what your

cold, her words edged

for a

nodded, “Ah, grew up together.” She

touched her eyes was tinged

left with just the two

left?”

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

right, can it? So among all those kids who

prime real estate to each of them,

to get them into Summit Ridge University, or

meal for

brows lowered, “Why are you so concerned about

she perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

were kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed

her virtue or

of frost settled

“No.”

at him for another two seconds, then sat up straight, turning

slide by outside the car

driver glanced in the rear view mirror, catching sight

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