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 him,

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead,

drive away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

driver

snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and got into the

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

to worry about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation, it

with Serana could only happen

unanswered,

issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

all, they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

few months of university, the students’ emotions began to

less boisterous, more silent than before,

pressure to advance, embarking

or fear of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

focus had already

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss

she could stay

weren’t too

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

at

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

couldn’t deny Serana’s present self

time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no

had passed since their “unpleasant”

to pick up Yasmine from

but the driver opened the

the back seat for her.

down, “Mr. Boyd,

even driving your own

“Can’t drive today.

Tired of

you every day of

“Then why do we eat out? I’m actually quite a

culinary skills.”

She’s asked us to dinner. Must’ve

tests?” Yasmine raised an

head

is why you can’t drive

She probably wants to

score and it calls for

Are we going to throw a party

finishes a test?”

she said this, Yasmine paused, recalling that

did indeed celebrate Serana’s achievements occasionally,

paid much attention to it,

and small along the way, it

performance.

actually commemorating these occasions.

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

right under

her mood, Boyd squeezed her hand, “What’s

her gaze sliding to the corner of

“I’m curious, what

do you ask? Before you left, she

after you left, she was still

answer to what

was cold, her words

for a moment, “We grew

grew up together.” She

smile that touched

the two of you

left?”

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

right, can it? So among all those kids who grew up

why haven’t you handed out prime real estate to each of them,

Summit Ridge University, or joined them

meal for their good

are you

perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

maybe you were kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed herself

paying with her

watched as a layer of frost settled over Boyd’s features

“No.”

two seconds, then sat up

world slide by outside

in the rear view mirror, catching

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