The Seventh Miserable Bride

After having sat there for a long time, her father came back suddenly. She did not notice him walking towards her. Titus Simons asked in surprise, "Why are you in a daze? Didn't you see me coming back? Why don't you make me a cup of tea?"

She came back to her senses and she nodded repeatedly. "Oh, dad, you're back."

"Go make me some tea."

"Oh, okay."

Stupefied, she stood up, went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, and handed it to her father. He took a sip and quickly spat out, "You want to burn my tongue?"

She apologized with guilt, "I'm sorry, I'll make you another cup."

"Forget it."

He glared at his daughter unhappily, walked to the door and called for the housekeeper, Eve, "Eve, come in and make me a cup of tea."

He returned to the sofa and saw his daughter staring at the CD on the table in a daze. He reached out his hand and took it. "What's this? Your soul has been hooked up by this."

"Nothing."

Tiffany was shocked and quickly took it back. The more she behaved like this, the more confused Titus was. "What on earth is this? Is it that precious? Let me see."

Seeing that her father was about to come over, she panicked and broke the CD into two without hesitation. "It's broken. Don't bother looking at it."

"You..."

Titus was so angry that he had steam coming out of his ears. He stomped his feet and said, "I'll deduct half of your pocket money this month."

After everyone came back at night, the family sat at the table for dinner. Tiffany looked at her sister-in-law with a complicated expression in her eyes. Yasmine usually did not talk much, and the same went for Sebastian. Tiffany was the one who talked the most, but she did not speak a word tonight. Mila could not help but wonder, "Why are all of you so silent today?"

They all shifted their gaze to Tiffany. She stared at them and said, "Why are you all looking at me? There are times when I don't feel like talking, okay?" "Oh, pigs can fly."

Titus raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "What was the CD that you broke in the afternoon? Why did you look so scared and anxious?" Yasmine's heart skipped a beat, as if he was asking her the question. She glanced nervously at her sister-in-law and waited for her answer.

"I said it was nothing. You keep asking about it, I'm getting annoyed."

She placed the bowl in her hand on the table, then went upstairs lost in thought. After dinner, Yasmine knocked on Sebastian's study room door. She waited for him to respond before she walked in, grabbed his left hand and asked tenderly, "Do you feel better now?"

Sebastian smiled gently and said, "I told you everything's alright. Why are you still worried?"

She kissed the back of his hand and said, "How can I be at ease? Sebastian, whom I love so much, is so much more important than me. Be it your body or your heart, I don't want you to be hurt."

Sebastian's fingers trembled slightly, then he pulled her down so that she was sitting on his thigh. He bent down and kissed her fiercely on the lips. Yasmine did not know if she was thinking too much, but compared with the usual kisses, she felt as if he was actually punishing her.

"Sebastian, how about we go back to the room..."

She clutched onto his neck, buried her head in it, and suggested in a soft voice.

Sebastian turned a deaf ear to her proposal and bit her hard with his teeth. Yasmine screamed and asked in surprise, "Sebastian, why did you bite me so hard?"

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

"Yes."

"I thought you wouldn't feel any pain, so I indulged myself a little bit."

She looked at him in a strange way. She sensed that there was something wrong with his words, but she could not figure out what was wrong.

"Well, I'm going to work. You can go back to the room first."

"Are you going to work late tonight?"

Sebastian stared at the computer screen and said, "It depends. You don't have to wait for me. Just go to sleep first."

"All right, then."

Yasmine nodded dejectedly and turned around, ready to leave. But after taking two steps, she suddenly turned back and took the initiative to kiss his cheek. She said firmly, "The one thing that I want to do most every day is to tell you I love you."

Love? Sebastian sneered in his heart. If he believed in love again, he would be the most stupid idiot in the world.

It had been three days since Linda had sent the package, but there was no response at all. She could not help but feel puzzled. By right, Sebastian should not have been indifferent after watching that video. After thinking it over, she decided that there was only one possibility, which was that the video had been intercepted by Yasmine. She snorted with anger and resolutely came to the Mansion House. Anyway, she had a lot of backups. If it did not work this time, she could try again another time. She refused to believe that she would fail every single time.

The guard at the Mansion House recognized that she was the younger sister of Young Madam, so he let her enter. She walked into the living room arrogantly and saw Madam Simons sitting on the sofa. "Hello Auntie."

Mila suddenly heard the voice behind her and turned around in surprise. When she saw that it was Linda, she was stunned for a moment and smiled decently. "Oh, it's Yasmine's sister. Please take a seat." Linda sat opposite her and went straight to the point, "Auntie, I'm here to show you something."

"What is it?"

She took out a CD from her bag and said, "This. After watching this, you'll know someone better, someone you thought you knew very well."

She inserted the CD into the DVD player. The video appeared on the screen very quickly, so did Yasmine in the video. Madam Simons's eyes flashed with surprise, but soon, she calmed down and quietly watched until the end of the video.

"How is it, Auntie? Are you very surprised?"

Mila did not speak. Instead, she got up and took the CD out. She asked, expressionless, "Where's the original video?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"The original copy of this. Name your price. I'll buy it no matter how much it costs."

Hearing this, Linda could not take it anymore. "Are you kidding? Yasmine is a liar. She lied to your son. You're not angry and instead want to destroy the evidence for her?"

"That's our family's business, you don't have to intervene. Now tell me, how much do you want?" "Do you think I'm here to blackmail you? I don't want money. I want you to punish that liar!"

"If you're not here for money, then get out of here. And remember, if you dare spread this video, I won't let you go easily!"

Linda was furious. She stood up immediately, and her disguised image of a decent lady vanished. "I've never seen such a weird old lady like you!"

She went out of the Mansion House angrily. She was unwilling to give up so she drove to Simons Corporation. She did not believe that no one would care about the content of the video. When Sebastian saw her again, he said a little rudely, "What are you doing here again?"

"Sebastian, I'm here to show you something."

She took out her mobile phone with the original video in it. Sebastian looked over hazily and soon heard the conversation between Yasmine and Lily.

Linda waited patiently for him to fly into a rage. He was indeed furious, but he was furious at her. "Are you done dwelling on this? You did so much deliberately to go against your sister. What actually do you want?"

"I just don't want to see you being kept in the dark."

"It's my problem whether or not I am in the dark. What has it got to do with you?"

Linda felt a little wronged. "It doesn't matter even if she lied to you? You've seen it with your own eyes. Clearly, my sister is just using you to avenge for her mother. You shouldn't forgive her."

"That's enough!" Sebastian threw her mobile phone to the ground, and it broke into pieces. "Disappear from my sight now. Now! Right now!"

Linda was shocked by his furious attitude. She angrily grabbed her broken mobile phone on the ground and ran out of the office crying.

Sebastian clenched his fists, and the wound that had almost healed got torn apart again. Blood oozed out, but the place where he felt pain was not there. He covered his chest with his hands and sadly found that even after three years, his heart could still feel pain. Only this time, it was because of a different person.

That night, he did not go home. Yasmine waited for him for the whole night. She tried reaching him by his mobile phone, but could not get through. It was only until dawn that he called her back and said briefly, "I drank too much last night and slept at Fynn's place."

She replied faintly, "Oh." She did not quarrel with or question him. Her tone was very calm. It was not that she was not sad, but she suddenly felt that she had lost the right to be sad.

When she went downstairs, her mother-in-law asked her kindly as usual, "Are you free today?"

"Yes, I have time."

"Good, come with me to the mountain to pray for blessings. It's been a long time since I last went there."

Yasmine nodded and went with her mother-in-law to Mount Emperor.

The heavy bell in the temple on the mountain was ringing, and the smell of sandalwood filled the air. As Mila was generous, she always brought many precious gifts every time she came, so the monks in the temple were naturally polite to her. She knelt and prayed respectfully, "Thank God for giving me such a good daughter-in-law. She saved my son, which is equivalent to saving our Simons family. I swear to Goo that I will treat my daughter-in-law well in my life."

Hearing her mother-in-law's words, Yasmine felt very bad. She felt as if she had let her mother-in-law down and did not deserve her love.

"Yasmine, you'll stay with us forever, right?"

"Yes."

"You won't let him get hurt, right?"

"...Yes."

"Good, then kneel down and swear to God that you'll never leave your husband, and will never let him get hurt."

Yasmine's eyes flashed with surprise. She did not understand her mother-in-law's intention, but still, she knelt down and swore to God according to Mila's instruction, verbatim.

The two of them came to the garden outside the temple. Her mother-in-law walked in front of her, and Yasmine followed behind. "You've sworn before God, and I hope you'll do as you said. You'll never leave my son, and you won't let him suffer any harm, no matter what your purpose to marry him back then was."

Yasmine suddenly stopped and her face turned pale. "Mom..." Mila turned her head back and said, "No matter what your reason is, I can forgive it. I only hope that you can live with my son in the future and don't think about things that you shouldn't think about."

Her tears rolled down instantly. "I'm sorry, mom. I let you down."

"I'm not disappointed. What worries me is that you will leave my son. Everyone makes mistakes. I believe that you have your reasons for making such a choice. The past is in the past. Now, what you have to do is to keep your promise at this moment. Please, don't let my son know your secret."

"Mom, even you think that I should hide it from him?" Yasmine asked with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, it's not that you should, but you must."

"Why? Why must I do this? I can't take it anymore..."

Mila painfully pressed on her shoulder and said, "You have to even if you can't. Do you know what will happen if he knows this? I know my son better than you do. He will be in pain and lose his ability to love and will be completely disappointed in life. I clearly saw how he survived the past three years. Now that he is finally recovering from his wound, do you want me to see him suffer again at my age?"

Mila also cried. Looking at her mother-in-law crying sadly because of her son, Yasmine felt as if her heart was slashed by a knife. She hugged her mother-in-law and said, "Mom, what should I do? What should I do..."

They hugged each other and cried bitterly. Yasmine had never thought that she would ever cry over something that was unrelated to her mother. Life was like a story, as if everything had already been written. When they got home, it was already evening, but Sebastian was still not back yet. Yasmine had not seen him for a whole day. After dinner, she called him. "Haven't you finished work?"

"I'm at a social event. What's wrong?"

Sebastian sounded normal. After a moment of silence, she said, "Nothing much. I'm just missing you a little."

"I'll be home around nine o'clock. Just wait a little longer."

"Okay, don't drink too much."

Although Yasmine had already given the order, Sebastian still drank a lot and did not come back until ten o'clock. Yasmine saw the familiar car approaching from far away. She trotted over and found that it was driven by Fynn.

"President Sebastian is drunk."

Fynn opened the door and lifted Sebastian's arm to get him out of the car. Yasmine was stunned for a moment, then she quickly stepped forward and said, "Let me do it."

She struggled to get Sebastian upstairs. When they arrived at the bedroom, Sebastian looked at her with blurry eyes. "Yasmine, did you cry? Why are your eyes swollen?"

"Why did you drink so much, then?"

She lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

"I drank because I want to. Why did you cry, then? Is it because you want to cry?"

"Yes, I want to cry."

"Why did you want to cry? You've already successfully stolen my heart. Why else do you want to cry for..."

Yasmine did not want to talk about this with him, so she said, "I'll prepare some hot water for you to take a bath."

The moment she rushed into the bathroom and closed the door, she could not stop crying. She felt that Sebastian seemed to know something, but she did not dare to guess further. She stood up in front of the mirror and scolded herself in the mirror, "Do you know that you're getting more and more cowardly? Before this, you didn't have the courage to confess, but now you don't even have the courage to guess. Yasmine Taylor, you're really useless..."

With a whoosh, the bathroom door was opened. Sebastian asked drunkenly, "Have you prepared the bath?"

She quickly turned her back and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then she turned around and said, "Yeah, it's ready."

Sebastian came in, took off all his clothes in front of her, and then lay down in the bathtub. Yasmine did not dare to look at him. When she was about to walk out, he stretched out his arm and dragged her into the bathtub.

Yasmine screamed in panic and asked him in the water, "What are you doing?"

Her clothes were all wet and she was lying in his arms. He held her tightly in a weird position and she could not move. Sebastian smiled evilly and said, "This is not a swimming pool. Don't be afraid."

"Let me go. I'm still wearing clothes."

"I'll take them off for you."

"No."

Yasmine struggled hard to escape his grip. He became a little angry. "I've seen every part of your body. Is there anything to be embarrassed about?"

"No, I..."

She sighed, wanting to say something but nothing came out. She could only compromise and said, "Okay, do whatever you want."

Sebastian turned her over and quickly took off her clothes. He asked again, "Yasmine, do you have anything to say to me?"