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

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

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As

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

away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness.

driver beside

a deep breath, and got into the

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told herself not to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

But what if…

What if what?

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

avoid the issue

they had grown up together. The ties

were less boisterous, more silent than

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In fact,

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

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

except

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 present

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by day, and her displeasure

had passed since

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

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

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

Tired of

day of my life and never

do we eat out? I’m actually quite a fan of your culinary

in. She’s asked

an eyebrow, “Thinking about studying

his head

why

it a reason to celebrate? She probably

calls for a celebration? She isn’t some academic

that during their meals together, Boyd did indeed celebrate Serana’s achievements occasionally, though Yasmine had never paid much attention to

cold chuckle escaped her, but anger coiled in her

the shift in her mood, Boyd squeezed

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

was at the

want a straightforward answer to what

was cold, her words edged

for a

“Ah, grew up 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

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

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

are you so concerned

she perhaps your long-lost

“No.”

sacrificed herself trying to save you, almost paying

frost settled over Boyd’s features at her

seconds, then sat up straight, turning to watch the world slide by outside

catching sight of Boyd’s dark expression, and felt

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

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