The Seventh Miserable Bride

The sun rose from the east, and the dawn light shone his dark heart. He finally had the answer in his heart.

He quickly packed up his suitcase and called Fynn Jaymond to explain some company matters. Then, he drove madly to the airport without even saying anything to his family.

After finishing up the procedures, he stayed in the departure hall where Yasmine Taylor would appear. At seven o'clock, he saw a familiar figure. He raised one of his arms and waved at her gently. Yasmine thought that she was hallucinating. She rubbed her eyes to make sure. She stepped forward quickly and stared at the luggage beside his feet. She asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"Paris."

She was even more surprised. "Why are you going to Paris?"

"For a honeymoon."

Sebastian answered naturally, but Yasmine did not believe it at all. "If you're here to see me off, just say it directly. Don't joke around."

"Do you think I'm joking?"

He shook the small suitcase in his hand.

"So you're on a business trip, aren't you?"

"What the hell? I said I'm on a honeymoon. Why don't you believe it?"

Yasmine felt that he was playing tricks on her. She rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, then enjoy your honeymoon. Goodbye."

"Hey, where are you going..." Sebastian pulled her back.

"You can go your way and I'll go mine. It doesn't matter to you where I'm going."

"It does matter. We're going on a honeymoon together, what's a honeymoon if you're not with me?"

"Who wants to go on a honeymoon with you?"

Yasmine raised her eyebrows, speechless. It was early in the morning, and his brain was not functioning well.

There was a boarding announcement in the departure hall. Without a word, Sebastian grabbed her hand and wanted to leave. She struggled to get rid of him and said, "What on earth are you doing?" "We must go now, or else we won't make it in time."

He turned back to remind her. They were both flying to Paris anyway. Yasmine had no choice but to follow him as he did not let her go.

After boarding the plane, she sat upright and ask, "Are you having an attack again?"

He booked a first-class ticket and a twin-seat, so her own ticket had gone to waste. Most importantly, she did not know what he was trying to do.

"I was initially recovering, but now it's worsening because of you." Yasmine was stunned. She was at a loss and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"I'll write it out for you if you don't understand."

Sebastian took out a black pen from his suit, pulled Yasmine's right hand, and wrote a few words in her hand, "I can't live without you."

Her heart thumped, but she continued to pretend to be clueless. "I still don't understand."

Sebastian wiped the ink with his finger and wrote it in more detail for her. "I don't want to let you go."

He had already written it so obviously, it was impossible that Yasmine could not understand. But she could not believe it, so she shook her head repeatedly. "I still don't understand."

"I LOVE YOU. Do you understand?"

Sebastian wrote in her hand for the third time, and she suddenly grinned. She snatched his pen and added, "I see, but why?"

Her hand was full of ink and there was no more space for words. Sebastian leaned towards her ear and said, "The reason is simple. I thought my heart could not reach you, but when you left me, I suddenly realized that my heart didn't need to reach you because you're already in my heart."

Yasmine immediately lied on his shoulder and cried out of happiness. No matter how hard Sebastian tried, he could not pull her back. When she finally stopped crying, she sobbed and said, "I'll never let you go easy if you dare go back on your words."

"You don't have to threaten me. You know better than anyone else how cautious I am with my feelings."

He was right. This was also the reason why Yasmine was crying. It was not easy for Sebastian to accept her feelings. It was so difficult for her to walk into his heart.

Sebastian held her hand which was full of ink. The two lonely hearts finally rested on each other.

When the plane landed safely in Paris, Yasmine was very excited. This was the first time she had set her foot on her dreamland, and Sebastian was with her. That kind of joy made her want to scream and shout out loud. She wanted to tell the whole world that she was a very happy woman now.

Compared to her unfamiliarity, Sebastian was particularly familiar with Paris. He often came here on business trips, so he did not feel anything special. However, when he saw how happy Yasmine was, he also felt happy.

"You must be tired after being on the plane for such a long time, right? I've already asked Fynn to book a hotel for me. Let's go get some rest first, shall we?"

He asked Yasmine for her opinion.

Yasmine shook her head and said, "I'm not tired. I really want to do something now. Can you come with me?"

"Sure, what do you want to do?"

"Shall we find a street full of sycamore trees and take a walk while holding hands?"

Sebastian burst into laughter and said, "I thought it was something difficult. That's easy, let's go."

He took her to the Champs Elysees. Standing in the middle of the road, Yasmine was so excited that her eyes were full of tears. All these years, she had only dared to think about this scene in her heart, but now it really appeared in front of her eyes.

She held Sebastian's hand and walked along with the sycamore trees on both sides of the road. It was a beautiful autumn, golden leaves fell on their heads. They looked at each other and smiled. Their hearts were closer to each other.

Sebastian had never known that letting go of the burden in his heart and trying a new relationship would make him feel relieved. He could finally live a normal life like a normal person after three years. Perhaps the road of Champs Elysees was too long, or they walked too slowly. They did not reach the end of the road that night. Yasmine was very happy because she could walk with him forever, as long as there was no end to the road.

No one knew how long forever is, but she was willing to keep walking with him...

"I'm so tired, I'm about to collapse. Can we go back now?"

"Okay."

Yasmine smiled and nodded.

They came to a luxury hotel in the center of the city. As soon as they entered the room, Sebastian lay down on the sofa and gasped heavily. Yasmine did not feel tired. She could see half of the city standing in front of the window, she screamed excitedly, "Paris, I love you. Paris, you're so beautiful!"

She shouted so loud that her throat hurt. A pair of hands wrapped around her from the back. She suddenly became silent, her face flushed, and her ears were a little hot. Last night, she was very sad because of Sebastian's ruthlessness. Today, both of them were standing on her dreamland and were as close as lovers.

In fact, both Sebastian and Yasmine were a little nervous about the change in their relationship. He rested his head on her shoulder and spoke to her gently, "Are you hungry? Shall we head downstairs for some food?"

"Yes."

Yasmine nodded shyly. She was looking forward to tonight...

During the meal, she looked up at the man in front of her from time to time, who looked so handsome. She even imagined him kissing her in her mind. Sebastian had only booked one room, which meant that he had already made it clear. Yasmine's lips raised unconsciously when she thought of this.

"Do you still want to go out for a walk later?"

"No."

She shook her head hard. "I'm tired."

In fact, it was not because she was tired, but because she was afraid that the beautiful night would be wasted.

After dinner, they went upstairs in the elevator. Sebastian instinctively held Yasmine in his arms and let her lean against his broad chest. Yasmine was so happy that she felt as if they were not in an elevator, but on a roller coaster to the clouds.

After exiting the elevator, Sebastian took out his room key and opened the door. He took off his coat, pulled his tie, and said, "I'm sweating all over. I'll take a shower."

"Well, okay, go wash up."

Yasmine's face had already turned red. She lowered her eyes and did not dare look at him.

When Sebastian entered the bathroom, Yasmine nervously paced back and forth in the room. When she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom, her heart was beating fast. "What are we going to do later?" Her mind was blank. She had tried seducing Sebastian before, but now that it was really happening, she did not have the courage to do so.

While she was in a dilemma, the bathroom door opened, and Sebastian came out with his upper body naked. There were glistening drops of water on his strong muscles, and she suddenly looked at the words on his chest. Her mood sank.

"Go and wash up."

"I'll wait a little longer. I want to see the night scene again."

She walked to the window silently, and her mind, which had been very excited, began to calm down slowly. Sebastian saw her disappointment at a glance and went forward to hold her. He said frankly, "I have given my heart to you, which means this word is no longer so important. I will remove it tomorrow. If you mind it, I won't touch you tonight."

Yasmine had to admit that his words made her feel gratified and moved. She stood there quietly for a while. She turned around and wanted to say something, but he held her tightly in his arms and kissed her. There was a minty fragrance in his mouth. She let him hug her tightly and looked at him with trembling eyes. After a while, she raised her arms and held his neck tightly.

If this was a dream, she was willing to indulge herself in it.

Yasmine had never seen such an intense and tough look on him.

He had been holding her tightly. While they were tangled together, he took off all her clothes and then stared at her.

He carried her to the bed and pressed her down, trapping her in his arms. He started to kiss her from her neck and all the way down.