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, there was nothing more he

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had happened. Before getting into the car,

pulled her close, kissing her forehead,

car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If you can’t learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you

a picture of sadness. She knew it was Yasmine

the driver beside her prompted

to reality, took a deep breath, and got into

—

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

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of their conversation, it wasn’t anything pleasant. However, such an exchange with Serana

issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

grown

the last few months of university, the students’ emotions began to settle down. They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due to impending farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking on long-awaited journeys,

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little

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

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition, which left Bryson at

her, except when

and the near-death experience as a game gone too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or hold onto old prejudices forever,

Serana off. Her intolerance grew

month had passed

from school. She instinctively went for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

ducked in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

Tired of

for you every day of my life and never

out? I’m actually quite a

She’s asked us to dinner. Must’ve

raised an eyebrow, “Thinking about

head without hesitation,

this is why you

probably wants to share her joy

celebration? She isn’t some academic slacker, is she? Are we going to

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

but anger coiled

Boyd squeezed her hand,

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

left, she was

want a straightforward answer to what

tone was cold, her words edged with

for a moment, “We grew

repeated, seemingly accepting the answer, though the smile that touched her eyes was tinged with chill, “So,

Boyd’s brows furrowed.

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

are

she perhaps your

“No.”

were kidnapped and she nearly sacrificed herself trying to save you,

layer of frost settled over

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

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

wasn’t deaf — the argument in the back was loud

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