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.

getting into the car, she reminded

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

less. If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a

who couldn’t

the driver

reality, took a deep breath, and got into the

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

an exchange with Serana could

remained unanswered,

to avoid the issue too, rarely

not absent. After all, they had

completely cut.

last few months of university,

were less boisterous, more silent than

to advance, embarking

or fear of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held

focus had already

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss

suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

at a

except when it came

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

and the near-death

Serana’s present self due

as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

was no

month had passed since their

Boyd came to pick

but the driver

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was

“Mr. Boyd,

even driving your own car

today. Got a dinner planned

Tired of playing

day of

eat out? I’m actually quite a fan

culinary skills.”

in. She’s asked us to dinner. Must’ve aced

tests?” Yasmine raised an eyebrow, “Thinking about studying

his head without

this is why you can’t

a reason to celebrate? She probably wants to share her joy

score and it calls

is she? Are we going to throw a party

finishes a test?”

Yasmine paused, recalling that

Serana’s

paid much attention to it, sometimes only

tests big and small along

performance.

they were actually

but anger coiled in

world right under

her mood, Boyd squeezed her hand,

an eyebrow, her gaze sliding to the corner of her eyes,

curious, what

ask? Before you left,

you left, she was still

answer to

tone was cold, her

looked at her for a moment, “We grew up

grew up together.” She repeated,

smile that touched her eyes was tinged

just the two of you to fend

left?”

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

So among all those kids who grew up with you at

handed out prime real estate

to get them into Summit Ridge University, or joined them for

for their

are you so concerned

she perhaps

“No.”

kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed herself trying

her virtue or actually

as a layer of frost settled over Boyd’s features

“No.”

two seconds, then sat up straight, turning

outside the car

in the rear view

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