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.

but if Yasmine had already called for a driver, there was

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

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

“If you can’t learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss

stood there, a picture of sadness. She knew it was Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside her prompted

reality, took a deep

—

herself not to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into her

But what if…

What if what?

such an exchange with Serana could only happen once.

avoid the issue too, rarely

After all, they had grown up together. The

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

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In fact, Boyd’s focus had already

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

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition, which

fault her, except when it came

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 prejudices forever, but as time

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

had passed since

from school. She instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver

sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned for

of

every day of my

out? I’m actually quite

score came in. She’s asked us to dinner.

an eyebrow,

his head without hesitation,

is why you

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

a celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is

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

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

shift in her mood, Boyd squeezed her hand, “What’s on your

to the corner of her eyes, looking up

you left, she was at the orphanage, and after you left, she was still

straightforward answer to what your

tone was cold, her

looked at her for a moment,

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

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

up with you at the orphanage, why haven’t you handed out prime real estate to each of them, or pulled strings to get

are you so concerned

perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

nearly sacrificed herself trying to save you,

settled over Boyd’s features at her words.

then sat up straight, turning to watch

glanced in the rear view mirror, catching sight of Boyd’s dark expression, and

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

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