The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 172

"It's not too bad."

Sebastian Simons smiled. It was indeed tiring, but it was not physical exhaustion. The repressed yearning for her in his heart was harder for him to handle.

"Are my parents doing well?" he asked.

"Yes, they're alright. Mom has accepted the fact that Tiffany has left home, and her mood has gotten a lot better these days," she replied.

"What about you? Are you okay?"

Yasmine Taylor nodded, "Of course, I'm good."

Sebastian's return made the dull atmosphere hanging over the house more lively. Madam Simons ordered the servants to prepare a full table of food and stuffed them onto her son's plate. "Eat more. Why did you lose so much weight..."

"Did everything go well in Saudi?"

The father and son pair always talked about work, although he was also concerned about his son's life away from home.

"Yes, it went well."

Sebastian nodded and scooped some soup for Yasmine. "You should eat more."

Madam Simons smiled at her husband, "Why is our son so different from you? He treats his wife so well." "Are you saying that I don't treat you well enough?"

"You only care about yourself. When did you ever get food for me?" they bickered.

"They're just being polite to each other. We've been together for decades. Do we still need to put up a show of affection?"

Everyone burst into laughter. It seems like they had returned to the relaxed atmosphere when Tiffany was still home.

After dinner, Yasmine went to their room and unpacked Sebastian's luggage. She pointed to the bathroom, "Go and take a hot bath. It must have been a tiring flight."

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Sebastian entered the bathroom and stood under the shower, letting the cold water drench him from head to toe. One month of calmness had lightened the burden in his heart. When he saw Yasmine at the airport, he had no other thoughts other than a yearning for her. His guilt and self-blame were all forgotten in the distant kingdom Saudi as time went by.

He had decided to keep that secret in his heart forever and that he would treat Yasmine better in the future to make up for the wrong that he did that night.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Yasmine had already done unpacking his luggage. She took out a dry towel, "Let me dry your hair for you."

Sebastian sat on a stool. Yasmine stood in front of him, gently and carefully wiping the water off his hair. She had already changed into a sexy nightgown, knowing that tonight would definitely be a romantic night. They had been apart for a month. Both their body and their heart had missed each other so much.

She wiped his hair for a long time, but Sebastian did not move at all. She could not help but feel a little weird. She finally made a move to sit down on his lap and hooked her arms around his neck. Slowly and gently, she wanted to take the initiative to kiss him.

There was a brief illusion in Sebastian's mind. His vision was blurred as if he saw Abigail Tanner slowly approaching him that night. He frantically bounced up and pushed Yasmine aside.

"Sebastian..."

Yasmine looked at him in surprise. She didn't understand why he would suddenly treat her like this.

Only then did Sebastian realize that he had acted strangely. He hugged her tightly and apologized, "I'm sorry, I may be too tired."

"It's okay." Seeing the exhaustion in his eyes, Yasmine didn't ponder much about it. Instead, she gestured to the bed and said, "Go to sleep. The dark circles around your eyes are so heavy. I suspect that you haven't slept in the past month at all."

In fact, Sebastian did not sleep well in the past month because he had too much running in his mind. Every time he closed his eyes, he could see Yasmine looking at him, her eyes filled with blame, anger, and despair.

"Yasmine, I'm facing insomnia recently. Please sing Yasmine hugged his head and stroked his hair while singing the cradle song that her mother often sang for her when she was a child. Under her gentle touch and hypnotic voice, Sebastian finally fell asleep soundly.

That night, he didn't wake up in the middle of the night. It had been a whole month since he slept as peacefully as tonight. As expected, he couldn't live without Yasmine.

Under the same night sky, a graceful figure stood in front of a French window, listening to the person behind her saying, "Sebastian has returned."

The woman turned around, and there was a devilish smile on her angelic face under the moonlight. "Then, the show is about to begin."

In the early morning, Sebastian was in a good mood. Maybe because he had slept well, he looked rather different from yesterday after shaving his beard. It seemed that he had returned to the handsome man in the past.

He and Yasmine went downstairs side by side and he pulled out the chair for her. They sat down and began the wonderful morning with a wonderful breakfast.

"Wow, the treatment for the son and the daughter-in-law is really different. When the son comes back, the dishes for dinner and breakfast are better than usual." Titus Simons joked.

Madam Simons smiled, "Nonsense. Since when did I starve you?"

"I didn't say I was starved, but they definitely weren't this sumptuous..."

Yasmine picked up a sandwich and ate with a piece of half- cooked steak. Maybe it tasted good, or because Sebastian had come back, she found herself enjoying it more.

"Have some milk."

Sebastian glanced at her, afraid that she would choke if she ate too fast.

"Okay."

Just as Yasmine was about to take a sip of the milk, she heard a loud noise coming from the door. "Miss, I haven't reported it yet. You can't go in."

"I have something urgent to discuss with Sebastian."

"You need to give me a moment to inform them. If our young master agrees then only could you come in."

"Go away."

Abigail glared at the guard in front of her with a dark face and rushed into the living room confidently.

"What are you doing here?"

The family had already come out of the dining room and stood in front of Abigail.

Abigail glanced at everyone with sharp eyes and sneered, "Very well, all of you are here. Now I could make it clear to you once and for all."

Sebastian stepped forward quickly, grabbed her arm, and gritted his teeth, "Come out with me." "I'm not going out. It's necessary for them to know what I am about to say."

Abigail shook his hand off and looked forward, saying faintly, "I'm pregnant."

The atmosphere was frozen in an instant, and everyone looked at her in shock. Yasmine's heart skipped a beat and her face suddenly turned pale.

"What does your pregnancy have to do with our family?"

Titus was the first to calm down and question her indignantly.

"It is Sebastian's child."

With a bang, Yasmine's legs went limp and she fell to the ground...

"Yasmine!"

Sebastian rushed towards her in a panic and pulled her into his arms. "Don't listen to her nonsense. She's crazy."

"I'm not talking nonsense. You know it better than anyone else. Do you need me to present the evidence?"

Abigail roared hysterically.

She couldn't take seeing her former lover treating other women as a treasure in front of her.

"Get out of here!"

Sebastian shouted furiously and ordered the surprised guard beside him, "Take that crazy woman out!"

The two guards came to their senses and dragged Abigail out together. Abigail struggled hard and shouted, "Do you think you can escape the truth? If you don't admit it, I'll expose it to the media and let everyone know how cold-blooded and irresponsible your family is. If you don't want a reputation, I'll play along too!"

"Let her go!"

After regaining herself from the shock, Madam Simons walked over to Abigail and asked coldly, "What evidence do you have to prove that you are pregnant with our family's child?"

"This is the ultrasound report. I have been pregnant for a month, and your son and I slept together on June 18th. You can calculate the date of conception."

"Oh, are you going to prove that you are pregnant with our family's child with just an ultrasound? Don't you know that twenty years ago, your mother had threatened me exactly like this?" Madam Simons said.

Abigail shook off the guard's hand on her arm, raised her chin, and said confidently, "It doesn't matter. We can wait until the third month to take my amniotic fluid for a DNA test."

Her calmed posture confused the couple. Titus walked up to his son and asked softly, "Did you really sleep together?"

He was just eager to know the truth, but he had neglected his daughter-in-law's feelings. Yasmine's heart was bleeding.

"Get her out."

Sebastian glared at Abigail with blood-red eyes and his hands that were holding Yasmine were shaking. What he feared most had finally come.

"If he doesn't answer this question, you can ask

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me.

Abigail lowered her head and took out a few photos from her bag. "This is the best answer."

The old couple looked at each other and shifted their eyes from the photo to their son. They couldn't believe that such a thing had happened. Yasmine stood up from the ground and walked towards her parents-in-law again. She took the photo from their hands and scanned it with trembling hands. Then she fell to the ground again with a bang.

Sebastian could feel Yasmine's heartache more than anyone else. He knew her feelings clearly, that was why he chose to bear such great pressure instead of confessing the truth to her...

He finally had enough. He got up and rushed to Abigail. He strangled her neck and gritted his teeth, "Maybe I should've let you die on that day!"

Abigail's face twisted for a moment and she said in a trembling voice, "Even if I die, it will be worth it. At least I'm not alone."

"Then go to hell!"

Sebastian tightened his hands. Abigail's vision went black and she almost lost her breath. However, Titus stopped the tragedy in time.

"Calm down. Now that things have turned out this way, it's useless even if you killed her," he said.

"I won't forgive anyone who hurts my wife!"

Sebastian thought of the dream he had before. He looked at Yasmine, and it was the same look in her eyes in the dream, full of anger and despair...

His rationale was completely destroyed. He pushed his father away and rushed to Abigail again but he was held back by his mother from behind. "Sebastian, calm down. She's pregnant!"

The scene was a mess for a moment. Yasmine looked at the scene before her blankly. It seemed as surreal as a dream. Just ten minutes ago, she still felt that this was a beautiful morning. Why did the sky collapse in an instant? She could only see endless darkness...

"Yasmine—"

Titus cried out in panic when he saw his daughter-in-law fainting on the ground. Sebastian, who was out of his mind, also screamed after seeing Yasmine fainted.

When Yasmine woke up, she couldn't tell where she was. Maybe it was heaven, or maybe it was hell.

It shouldn't be hell, there wouldn't be such bright lights in hell. But if it was Heaven, why would her heart still ache so painfully? Wasn't Heaven a safe place that would bring happiness to people?

Her heart was torn to shreds, but tears could not flow out of her eyes. She wouldn't even care if others cut her heart with a knife because her heart had already been riddled with holes. What she cared about the most was that someone else had done what she couldn't do for him.

She felt useless.

Sebastian saw her awake and stretched his trembling hand out to caress her face. Her silence scared him. He wished that she would cry hysterically and scold him. She should at least question him the reason of him doing this, but she did not. She was like a shell that had been drained of its soul. Her only reaction was to look at him with empty eyes.

"Yasmine, if you want to cry, just cry it out. When you feel better, I will explain it to you. Please cry..."

Sebastian pressed his head against her forehead tearfully and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

His voice was choked and his eyelashes were wet. The way she looked now made his heart bleed even more than having someone stab at it with a knife. It was so heartbreaking that he almost suffocated.

Yasmine still stared at him blankly. She did not say a word, nor did she shed a tear. It was not because her heart was numb, but because her soul was numb. If a person's soul was numb, what emotion could she have? She could only live like walking dead.

"Yasmine, don't be like this. Please cry, please cry out loud!"

Sebastian shook her shoulders violently and felt as if there were tens of thousands of arrows piercing his heart. If there was a knife in front of him, he would not hesitate to stab it into his own heart, rather than to die painfully while seeing Yasmine's depressed look.

"Why her? If you want a child, you could just have a baby with any woman outside. Why must it be her..."

Why must he sleep with the woman who had trampled on her pride times after times? Yasmine finally spoke after hearing Sebastian's hysterical shouts, but there was still no expression on her face,. She looked neither angry nor heartbroken.

Sebastian stared at her in a daze. He couldn't say a word because he felt the sadness radiating from her. Yasmine slowly raised her empty eyes and finally shed a tear. "That's my last piece of dignity..."

"Yasmine, it's not like this, I swear. I love you so much, how could I betray you..."

Sebastian held her into his arms and shed tears of distress. This was the second time that he had shed tears for Yasmine. Even when Abigail had left him, he had never cried even though his heart was dead. But now, he could not restrain his tears, which he rarely did.

He wanted to explain, but he knew that before he could explain, he had to console Yasmine's heart which was terribly hurt. A responsible man will not be eager to defend himself after the incident was revealed, but he would take responsibility for what he had done. It didn't matter how innocent he was that night. It couldn't become the reason for the explanation at the moment. Before he could say that he was innocent, he should say sorry...