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.

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had happened. Before getting

kissing her forehead, “As you

you can’t learn to talk to her, then talk

picture of sadness. She

the driver beside

to reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told herself not to worry about it, but

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of their conversation, it wasn’t anything pleasant. However, such an exchange with Serana could only happen once. The question

issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

grown up together. The ties

university, the students’ emotions began to settle down. They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due to

held little significance.

hands-off boss quite comfortably. Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she was bored, as the challenges weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition, which left Bryson

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s

grew day by day, and

month had passed

the driver opened the door and walked out, gesturing towards the back seat for

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your game, not even driving your

today. Got a dinner planned

Tired of playing

could cook for you every day of

I’m actually quite a fan of your culinary

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

Yasmine raised an eyebrow, “Thinking about studying

shook his head without

this is why you can’t

reason to celebrate? She probably wants to

some academic slacker, is she? Are we going

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 along the way, it was okay to mention a

these occasions. A cold chuckle escaped her, but anger coiled in her chest. Were

the shift in her mood, Boyd

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

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

answer to what your

tone was cold, her words edged

a moment, “We grew up

the answer, though the smile that touched her eyes was tinged with chill, “So, the orphanage was

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

prime real estate to each of them, or pulled strings to get them into Summit

“Why are you so

she perhaps your

“No.”

you were kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed herself trying to save you, almost paying with her

a layer of frost settled over

then sat up straight, turning to watch the world slide by outside the car window. “Pull

catching sight of Boyd’s

— the argument in the back was loud and clear in the confined space of

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