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 for a driver, there was nothing more he could

if nothing had happened. Before getting into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

pulled her close, kissing her forehead,

can’t learn to talk to her, then

a picture of sadness. She knew it was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver beside her prompted

back to reality, took a

—

She told herself not to worry about it, but

But what if…

What if what?

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

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

all, they had grown

silent than before, perhaps due

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss quite comfortably. Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she was bored, as

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition, which

fault her, except when it

as just that—play, and the near-death experience as a game gone too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

month had passed since their

pick up Yasmine from school. She instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

stepping up your game, not even driving your own car

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

Tired of playing

day

chuckled, “Then why do we eat out? I’m actually quite a fan of your

test score came in. She’s asked us

an eyebrow, “Thinking about studying

shook his head

why

it a reason to celebrate? She probably wants to

celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker,

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 along the way, it was okay

hadn’t realized they were actually commemorating these occasions. A cold chuckle escaped her, but anger coiled in her chest. Were they really having their own little

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

her eyes, looking up at

left, she was at

straightforward answer to what your relationship

cold, her

looked at 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

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

can’t be right, can it? So 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 into Summit Ridge University, or joined them for

“Why are you so

she perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

trying to save you, almost paying with her virtue

frost settled over Boyd’s features at her

straight, turning to watch

sight

the argument in the back was loud and clear in the confined space of the car.

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