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

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

kissing her forehead, “As

headed to another vehicle. “If you can’t learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the one who

picture of sadness. She knew it was

Serana,” the driver

took a deep

—

told herself not to worry about it, but they

But what if…

What if what?

their conversation, it wasn’t anything pleasant. However, such an exchange with Serana could

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

all, they had grown up together. The ties

than before, perhaps due to impending farewells, the

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

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

seemingly without ambition, which left Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

had felt 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’s

off. Her intolerance grew day by day, and her

had passed

instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and walked out,

Boyd, you’re really stepping up

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned

of playing

for you every day of my

out? I’m actually quite a fan of your

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

raised an eyebrow, “Thinking about studying

his head without hesitation,

why

She probably

softly, “A good score and it calls for a celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is she? Are we going to throw

did indeed celebrate Serana’s achievements occasionally, though Yasmine had never paid much attention to it, sometimes only responding politely. After all, with

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

mood, Boyd squeezed her

arched an eyebrow, her gaze sliding to the corner of her eyes, looking

left, she was at the orphanage, and after

answer to

her words edged with

a moment,

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

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 them into Summit Ridge University, or joined them for a celebratory meal for their good

“Why are you so concerned about

she perhaps

“No.”

nearly sacrificed herself trying to save you, almost paying with her virtue or actually losing

frost settled over Boyd’s features

stared at him for another two seconds, then sat up straight, turning to watch the world

the rear view mirror, catching sight of

pace, his palms sweating. He wasn’t deaf — the argument in the back was loud

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