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.

if Yasmine had already called for a driver,

if nothing had happened. Before getting into the car, she reminded him,

kissing her forehead, “As

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss

of

the driver

to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

She told herself not to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

But what if…

What if what?

However, such an exchange with Serana could only happen once. The question remained unanswered,

seemed to avoid the issue

absent. After all, they had grown up together.

less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due to

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

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

to refuse, seemingly without

couldn’t fault her, except when

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

grew day by day,

had passed since

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and walked out, gesturing

stepping up your game, not even driving your own

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

Tired of playing

you every day of

we eat out? I’m actually quite a fan

score came in. She’s asked

tests?” Yasmine raised an eyebrow, “Thinking about

shook his head without hesitation,

this is why you can’t

She probably wants

score and it calls for a celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is she?

had never paid much attention to it, sometimes only responding politely. After all, with all the tests big and small along the

hadn’t realized they were actually commemorating these occasions. A cold chuckle escaped her, but anger coiled

Boyd squeezed her hand,

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

“Why do you ask? Before you left, she was at

want a straightforward answer to

her words edged

at her for a moment, “We

eyes was tinged with chill, “So, the orphanage

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 a celebratory meal

lowered, “Why are

she perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed herself trying to save you, almost paying with her

frost settled

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

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

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

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