The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1902

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.

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.

could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had happened. Before getting into the car, she reminded

pulled her close, kissing her

can’t learn to talk to her, then

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

the driver beside

snapped back to reality, took a deep

—

mind. She told herself not to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

But what if…

What if what?

However, such an exchange with Serana

issue too, rarely

grown up together. The

less boisterous, more silent than before,

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

she could stay in school if she was bored, as the challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

fault her, except when it came to

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed their childhood play as just that—play, and the near-death experience as a game gone too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or hold onto old

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by day, and her

had passed since

front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and walked out, gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your game, not

her hand, “Can’t drive today.

of playing

day of my life and never get

eat out? I’m actually

in. She’s asked

Yasmine raised an

shook his head without hesitation,

is why you

probably wants to share her joy with

laughed softly, “A good score and it calls for a celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is she? Are we going to throw a party every time she finishes

she said this, Yasmine paused, recalling that during their meals together, Boyd did indeed celebrate Serana’s achievements occasionally, though Yasmine had never paid much attention to it, sometimes only responding politely. After all, with all the tests big and small

but anger coiled in her chest. Were they really having their own little world

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

corner of her eyes, looking up at him playfully. “I’m curious, what exactly is your

brows twitched, “Why do you ask? Before you left, she was at the orphanage, and after

straightforward answer to

cold, her

for a

together.” She repeated, seemingly accepting the answer, though the smile that touched her eyes was tinged with chill, “So, the orphanage was left with just the two of you to fend for

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

you handed out prime real estate to each of them, or pulled strings to get them into Summit Ridge University, or joined

are you so concerned

perhaps your

“No.”

maybe you were kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed herself trying to

watched as a layer of frost settled over Boyd’s

then sat up straight, turning to watch the world slide

catching sight of Boyd’s dark

at a steady pace, his palms sweating. He wasn’t deaf — the argument in the back

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