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,

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had happened. Before getting into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget

kissing her forehead,

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

stood there, a picture of sadness. She

the driver beside

a deep breath, and got into the

—

Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told herself not to worry about

But what if…

What if what?

anything pleasant. However, such an exchange with

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

all, they had grown up together.

less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due to impending farewells, the pressure to

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

even suggested she could stay in school if she was bored, as the challenges weren’t too great for

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

except when it came to

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

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

month had passed since

passenger seat, but the driver opened the

Boyd, you’re really stepping up your game, not even driving your

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

of

could cook for you every day of my life and never get

out? I’m actually quite a fan

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

an

head

this is why you can’t

to celebrate? She probably wants to share her joy

some academic slacker, is she? Are we going to throw a party every time she finishes

attention to it, sometimes only responding politely. After

occasions. A cold chuckle escaped her, but anger coiled in her chest. Were they really having their own little world

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

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

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

answer to what

cold, her

looked at her for a moment,

the smile that touched her eyes was tinged with chill, “So, the orphanage was left with just the two of you

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

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

brows lowered, “Why are

perhaps

“No.”

to save you, almost paying with her virtue or actually

frost settled over Boyd’s features at her

straight, turning to

catching sight of Boyd’s dark expression,

at a steady pace, his palms sweating. He wasn’t deaf — the argument in the back was loud and clear in the confined space of the car. How could

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