The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 235

"Haven't you heard of the word 'coincidence1? Even if I said something similar, you still have to ask me about it calmly. How could you shout at me without any definite evidence?"

She struggled out of his arms and turned around to leave. Sebastian Simons would not let her go this time. He stepped forward to hold her back, "Where are you going?"

"It's none of your business."

"Come home with me."

"No!"

"Come back with me."

"I won't go back."

"Really?" Sebastian Simons raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't follow me, I'll leave now. You know, I'm not a good-tempered person."

Yasmine was fuming when she heard his words. She stomped on his foot with all her strength, "Get lost. I don't need a husband who doesn't trust me!"

Sebastian grimaced in pain and nodded, "Fine, I don't want a wife who runs away from home all the time!"

They turn around and walked in the opposite direction. Sebastian only took a few steps before he ran back and hugged her from behind. "Now that I'm thinking about it, I can't live without you. Without you, there's no meaning in my life..." Oh my Goodness. A second ago, he just said that he did not want a wife who would always run away from home, but a second later, he said that his life

would be meaningless without her. Yasmine struggled for a moment, "My brain is not as developed as you think it is, so stop spouting nonsense."

"Honey, I'm sorry, could you please come home with me? We can talk about everything once we get home. You can punish me however you want."

"If you want me to go back, you must change your family to mine first, then we can talk about it."

Sebastian did not know how to react. "I've already taken back my words, haven't I?"

"What are you saying? Do you think you could take your words back so easily? Don't you know that you can't take your words back once you said it out loud?"

He sniggered and said playfully, "I have never heard about that. Hence, you have to come home with

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me...

Yasmine still refused to go back with him, so they stood at the entrance of the cinema arguing, eventually attracting the attention of the passers-by. Sebastian was embarrassed, so he lowered his voice, "If you don't leave now, I won't grow old together with you."

"What do you want to do then? Say goodbye and be strangers from now on?"

"I want..." He took her hand and said, "To snatch you away."

Sebastian dragged her all the way to the side of the car. He then let out a long sigh of relief, "Finally, we don't have to be stared at by a group of annoying people anymore."

"You are being rude to me. I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

"It doesn't matter. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life, I will love you for the rest of my life."

He hugged her and placed his hand on her belly. "Let's stop quarreling, okay? Our children will laugh at us."

Yasmine's heart softened a little the moment he talked about the child. Sebastian took the opportunity and said, "Dear, if you don't want to go home now, shall we watch a movie then? It seems that we have never seen a movie together."

"Didn't you say that those who watch movies are merely wasting their time? You are a person who does great things, and I can't afford to waste your time."

"I had never said that. At the end of the day, it was you who had deliberately provoked me by watching the movies at the theatre with Gabriel alone that day. I may have said something along those lines, but that was not what I meant. Don't you understand the feelings I had at that time?"

"I only understand human language."

Sebastian rubbed his chest, "Well, I'll take back this sentence then. I'll watch movies with you in the future and shower you with the love of the commoners."

"Will you accompany me to have a barbecue in the night market after watching the movie?" "Okay, no problem!"

Yasmine finally calmed down and they entered the cinema happily.

They eventually decided to watch a movie called "Never Getting Bored Of You for Thousands of Years", and there were many kissing scenes throughout the film. Yasmine looked around and realized that most of the people who were watching this movie were couples.

There was a young couple sitting in front of them. When they saw the kissing scene in the film, the two of them started kissing each other enthusiastically.

Yasmine was embarrassed. She felt like she was watching pornography.

She turned to look at the man beside her. Sebastian was quite calm. Therefore, she leaned over and asked, "Did you used to be like this too, so you don't feel embarrassed when you see such a flirty scene on the screen?"

Sebastian glanced at her and said softly, "No, I was only seven years old when I came to the cinema last time, so you can rest assured."

Yasmine's eyes widened in disbelief. This man must be a freak. He had never watched a movie in so many years. He must be an alien from outer space.

The young couple continued to make out with each other, and intoxicated moans could be heard from time to time. Yasmine wanted to remind them that this was a public area, but she was afraid that Sebastian would scold her for meddling in other people's business, so she could only suppress the dissatisfaction in her heart. She let out a long sigh of relief when the movie finally ended and swore that she would not come to a cinema next time.

Sebastian then drove her to the barbecue place. There was always a place that was merrier at night than it was in the day. There were all sorts of people in the noisy night market. He parked the car and took Yasmine to a barbecue stall.

He ordered two bottles of beer whilst Yasmine ordered something for herself. She then sat down beside him. "Do you remember when you brought me here for the first time?" NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Sebastian thought for a while, "Two years ago, no, three years ago. That doesn't seem right. It seems to be a little earlier than that."

"What did we eat last time?"

"Who would remember that after such a long time?"

"Which seat did we sit in?"

Yasmine looked around and realized that there were a lot of different food stalls in this area apart from the barbecue. Her eyes were suddenly fixed on a spot not far behind Sebastian, and she looked a little shocked.

"What's wrong?"

He could sense that she was acting strangely.

"Look behind you. Is that person... Abigail Tanner?"

Sebastian turned to look behind him blankly. When he turned around again, his face was visibly pale. It seemed that the person was indeed Abigail. "Do you want to go over and greet her?"

She stared at the woman who was drowning in sorrow with wine from a hundred meters away.

"No. Leave her alone."

"But she seems to have seen us..."

Sebastian's body was a little stiff.

"She's coming..."

"Let's leave this place."

He immediately stood up, took Yasmine's hand, and was about to leave. However, it was too late. Abigail was already standing in front of them.

"Sebastian, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why did you leave as soon as you saw me? I'm not some contagious disease, am I?"

Sebastian was quiet. He did not even want to take a look at her. He had forgotten all about this woman and his first love. All that was left was hate.

Seeing that Sebastian was ignoring her, she then turned to look at Yasmine. Glancing at her bulging belly, Abigail suddenly laughed in self-mockery. "You are still together in the end, and you even have children now."

"Let's go,"

Sebastian took Yasmine's hand and wanted to leave. However, the boss came over with the barbecue plate in his hand. "Sir, it's ready."

"Pack it up for me,"

He took out two hundred dollars from the wallet and threw them on the table. Then, he picked up the wrapped food with one hand and took Yasmine's hand with the other. He walked out of Abigail's sight quickly.

The next morning, Fynn Jaymond came to Sebastian's office with a dark face and questioned, "Did you tell Master Blaine about my identity? He came to see me last night."

Sebastian was stunned. Obviously, he did not expect Master Blaine would act so quickly. He was afraid that he would cause conflict between Fynn and his sister if he told the truth. Hence, he took the responsibility and said, "Yes."

"Why? We've agreed to keep this a secret, haven't we?!"

"I'm sorry, Fynn. Although I know what your thoughts are, I still hope that you could try to get to know him."

Fynn was speechless. In the end, he didn't say anything. He then turned around and walked out.

Sebastian understood that he was upset, but he chose not to lose his temper in front of him. He dialed his sister's number and said, "Fynn is in a bad mood. Go and accompany him now."

"What's wrong?"

Tiffany Simons was puzzled.

"Shouldn't you know why? You were the one who leaked Fynn's identity out. I told him that I was one who sent the anonymous letter to Master Blaine. Be smart."

When Tiffany hung up the phone, she quickly got in the car and called Fynn. He said that he was at home, so she rushed to his house in a hurry.

She came to Fynn's apartment. The door was open. She walked in and called softly, "Fynn..."

No one responded. There was a rustle in the bedroom. When she walked in, she saw that Fynn was packing up his luggage. "Where are you going?" She panicked.

"I'm going out to clear my mind,"

Fynn's face was a little gloomy, and he answered calmly.

"Where are you going? I'll keep you company."

"That's not necessary. I want to be alone for the moment."

"You're trying to avoid Master Blaine, aren't you?"

Fynn stiffened. Fie looked at her and asked, "Flow did you know?"

"I did it. I am the one who sent the anonymous letter to Master Blaine and told him that you were his

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son.

"Why?" Fynn held back his anger, and his eyes reflected a cold light. Yes, he couldn't understand why she had acted so rashly.

"You were drunk that night, and you told me all your secrets subconsciously. You said you hated that person, but you were craving for family affection. Since you were in such a dilemma, I had to make a choice for you."

"Who asked you to make that choice for me? Did you get my approval to do so?"

"I just want to help you get rid of your identity as an orphan."

Fynn sneered, "You said you don't mind about it, but why do you want me to get rid of that? In the end, you still mind that I'm an orphan!"

"No, I just hope that you could get the affection from your family which you have never received before."

"Tiffany, you think too highly of yourself. You are not Mrs. Jaymond yet. Stop doing unnecessary things. Could you please respect my feelings?"

He was about to leave, but Tiffany hugged him from behind. "Fynn, don't go. I apologize if I have made you angry. I'm sorry, please don't go..."

"Let go of me,"

His voice was as cold as ice as if it could freeze a person to death.

"I won't. I won't let you go unless you take me with you."

Fynn pulled her arm away forcefully from his waist and strode out with vigorous strides.

Tiffany was not standing steadily and she was thrown to the ground by his push. She cried loudly, "I have another purpose, that is, I don't want people like Virgil Lester to say that you are an orphan. I don't mind what others say to me but I can't accept others saying that about you..."

Fynn's hand, which was on the handle of the door, paused for a few seconds. He eventually opened the door and left without looking back.

He was in a very terrible mood. He walked to the side of the car and stepped hard on the gas pedal. He drove all the way to the airport and bought the ticket for the next flight to France. But at the second before boarding, he hesitated.

He remembered that day when Virgil humiliated him, Tiffany was even more agitated than he was. She splashed the coffee on Virgil's face without hesitation. That girl had always protected him and never cared about his identity as an orphan. He should not leave her like this. Thinking of this, he turned back and walked out of the airport.

He parked the car in front of the apartment and walked in quietly. As he had expected, the stubborn little girl was still squatting on the ground.

At that moment, Tiffany saw a pair of leather shoes standing in front of her. She looked up with tears in her eyes. There was a glimmer of light in her dull eyes the moment she saw Fynn.

Fynn's heart ached when he saw her pitiful face. He squatted down and held her gently in his arms. He sighed heavily, "I'm really forever in your debt."

"I knew that you would come back, Fynn, I knew you wouldn't leave me alone..."

She leaned on his shoulder and burst into tears, softening Fynn's heart. "Okay, don't cry. I'm not angry anymore. I'll give that man a chance, okay?"

She suddenly looked up and said in a heavy voice, "I didn't mean that. I didn't cry because I wanted you and your father to reconcile with each other. I just felt happy because the person I love loves me back deeply. And I know that you didn't abandon me because you love me."

"Yes, because I love you, not only did I not leave you, but I also threw the grudge in my heart away. I just want you to be happy."

Fynn decided that he would try to reconcile with his heartless father for Tiffany. On the way back, he had been thinking about a question. What was love? Love should not be just a mutual affection. Love should be an action, a decision to change himself for a better person...

He was used to being an orphan, but he would never get used to people criticizing Tiffany. He did not want people to say that Tiffany was married to an orphan in spite of her own noble identity when he and Tiffany walked on the streets together in the future.