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.

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

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

her close, kissing

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If

away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

the driver beside

a deep breath, and got into the

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told herself not to worry about it, but

But what if…

What if what?

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

issue

but not absent. After all, they had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

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

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

played the hands-off boss quite comfortably. Bryson even suggested she could stay in

refuse, seemingly without ambition, which left Bryson

except when it

game gone too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or hold onto old prejudices forever,

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

passed since their

school. She instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and walked out, gesturing towards the back seat

Boyd, you’re really stepping

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

Tired of playing

could cook for you every day of my life

we eat out? I’m actually quite a

score came in. She’s asked us to

raised an eyebrow, “Thinking

head

why you can’t

a reason to celebrate? She probably wants to share her

academic

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

commemorating these occasions. A cold chuckle escaped her, but anger coiled

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

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

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

just want a straightforward answer to what your relationship

cold, her words edged

at her for a

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

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

lowered, “Why are you

she perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

herself trying to save you, almost paying with her

layer of frost settled

sat up straight, turning to watch the world slide by outside the car window.

catching sight of Boyd’s dark expression, and felt a wave of

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

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