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 nothing

had happened. Before getting into

pulled her close, kissing

Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If you can’t learn to talk to her, then talk

of sadness. She knew it was Yasmine

Serana,” the driver beside

a deep breath, and

—

told herself not to worry about it, but they always seemed

But what if…

What if what?

of their conversation, it wasn’t anything pleasant. However, such an exchange

to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

After all, they had grown up together.

began to settle down. They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due to impending farewells, the pressure

Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In fact, Boyd’s focus

suggested she could stay in school if

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

except when

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 off. Her intolerance grew day by day, and her displeasure was

month had passed

seat, but the

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

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

of

day of

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

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

tests?” Yasmine raised an eyebrow, “Thinking about

his head

is why you

She probably wants to share her

calls for a celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is she? Are we going

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

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

mood, Boyd squeezed her hand,

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

you left, she was at the orphanage, and after

a straightforward answer to

was cold, her words edged

for a moment, “We grew

tinged with chill, “So, the orphanage was left with just the two of you to fend for yourselves after I

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

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

lowered, “Why are you

perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

herself trying to save you, almost

a layer of frost settled over Boyd’s features at

up straight, turning

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

back was loud and clear

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