The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 113

Sebastian Simons looked at her with his sharp eyes, and waited for her to answer.

Yasmine Taylor pondered for a moment and said frankly, "Is it a big deal that I know Ethan?"

"Yes, it's really not a big deal, but I'm very curious about how you both had come to know each other."

"It was when we were in Paris the last time, he was the man who chased after the thief for me at night by the Seine river."

A trace of surprise flashed across Sebastian's eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to tell you, but you were angry and didn't want to listen to me at all. At that time, I didn't know that the man was indeed Ethan Zordon either. It was not only until I saw a photo of him with you and Abigail in the drawer of your office that I realized his real identity."

"Have you guys met before? The two of you?"

"Yes."

Yasmine answered every question. She had written a repentance letter to Sebastian before, which stated that she would never hide anything from him ever again.

After a brief silence, Sebastian said in a deep voice, "Don't keep in touch with him in future anymore."

"Why?" "Do you really not know the reason?" He raised his eyebrows.

"So you want me to stop being friends with him just because he took away your fiancee?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry. I'm afraid that I can't do that for you. He's your enemy, not mine. He's my friend."

"Friend? Are you still treating a man who had betrayed your husband as your friend?"

"Ethan is not a bad guy."

"If I say that you're not allowed to keep contact with him, then you're not allowed to do so."

"Why do I have to follow whatever you say? You said that I'm not allowed to keep in contact with Scott Jules so I had to keep a distance from him. Now, you said I'm not allowed to be friends with Ethan so I had to cut ties with him. Do you really think that you are the King and I must obey everything that you have said? Are your words so sacred that it cannot be violated? Don't try to exert your male chauvinism in front of me and treat me like this because I've never made such unreasonable requests to you at all."

"Have I done something that had upset you?"

"Of course you did. You knew that I would be upset if you were to meet up with Abigail, but you met up with her anyway, didn't you? Let's do it this way then. I promise that I won't meet Scott or Ethan, provided that you don't meet Abigail anymore, can you do it?"

Sebastian was stunned for a moment and he did not give her a clear answer. His silence was the best answer. Yasmine knew very well that he could not do it.

The reality was indeed such a saddening thing. She went out of the room dejectedly and arrived at the courtyard of the hotel. She sat on an ice-cold chair and thought about their future.

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't come up with a clear direction for their future. The dim street lamp above the hotel shone on her, who was hugging her knees in her arms.

Her eyes were fixed on the ground and suddenly, she saw a pair of shiny leather shoes. She didn't have to look up to know who was standing in front of her. Sebastian put a thick coat on her and said with his deep voice, "It's cold, let's go back to the room."

She stood up in a hurry and shoved the coat back into his hand. She then returned to the room without looking back at all.

That night, the two of them turned their backs to each other and did not utter a word at all. Yasmine could clearly feel that the person that was sleeping beside her had turned over a few times and wanted to say something to her, but in the end, he did not let his words out.

She couldn't help but to think that sometimes, people were like the fish in a fish tank. They wanted to say a lot, but whenever they opened their mouths, their words changed into a group of bubbles... Finally, their words could only be left in their hearts.

When they arrived in B City, it was already noon the next day. As soon as Yasmine stepped into the house, she asked her mother-in-law, "Mom, where is Tiffany?"

Madam Simons pointed upstairs and said with a gloomy look on her face, "She had been locking herself up in the room and hasn't come out for the whole day."

It seemed that her mother-in-law had languished overnight. Yasmine comforted her, "Mom, don't be sad. I'll go and see her."

"Okay."

Yasmine hurried upstairs and arrived at Tiffany Simons' room. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. "Tiffany, can you please open the door? It's Yasmine. I'm back."

There was no response from her at all. She continued to knock on the door and said, "Don't you want to talk to your sister-in-law? Do you plan to be a weak girl and lock yourself up in the room

forever?"

The door creaked open. Tiffany who were bare footed, threw herself into Yasmine's arms and said, "Sister-in-law..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Tiffany had already burst into tears.

Yasmine was the one who knew her the best, and the one who was most aware of her feelings for Fynn Jaymond.

Therefore, she didn't need to show how sad she was, because Yasmine could already know how sad she was. "Just cry. Just cry to your heart's content. Finish crying today and don't cry anymore in the future. Your tears shouldn't be so worthless."

After hearing Yasmine's words, Tiffany began to cry hysterically. Just like what she had said, after today, she would never cry again.

Her sorrowful cry had torn everyone's heart apart. Sebastian stood in the corner and watched his sister leaning into his wife's arms. Seeing that she was crying so inconsolably, as her brother, how could he not feel sad? But he did not go over to her because he knew that, at this time, his wife would be able to comfort his sister's fragile heart better than him.

When Tiffany was finally tired of crying, Yasmine led her to the bed and asked her to lie down. While she was holding Tiffany's hand, Yasmine said sincerely, "Tiffany, I totally can understand what you are feeling right now. But please remember, love is not everything in a person's life. Don't ever think that you will not be able to live without love. The world is not going to stop moving just because someone no longer exists in this world. We, as women, must live our own lives to the fullest. If we really can't get men's sincere love, then we should just let them go. If we don't even know how to love ourselves, who would truly love us?"

Tiffany's eyelashes quivered slightly. Obviously, she was inspired by Yasmine's words. Yasmine continued—

"If you want to compare yourself to me, you are already much luckier. Do you know how many difficulties and hardships I have gone through for the past 25 years? I didn't have a father when I was born. When I was just six years old, I followed my mom to work at a street market. At eight years old, I was sent to my father's house who had never accepted me as her daughter. I was abused by my stepmother, and bullied by my stepsister. My mother passed away doubtfully when I was twelve years old. Before my mother had passed away, I sold myself to a mentally- challenged boy as his future bride, so that my mother would have the money to cure her disease. Starting from the age of 13, I worked hard to raise myself. The next few years were like a living hell for me. Until when I was 24, I've finally met the love of my life. But luck didn't want to stay with me. Just as I thought that I was the happiest woman on earth, your brother's first lover, Abigail Tanner, had returned. Even all of these had happened to me, I still have to stay strong to face the challenging journey ahead of me. So, compared to my hardships, Tiffany, shouldn't you be strong too?"

Yasmine described her experiences over the past 24 years in a concise language, with tears flowing down her cheeks. No matter how much time had passed, these past experiences were still like a needle, piercing into her heart, making her heart ache. Even if the wound had healed, it would still be impossible for her to forget the pain that she had suffered, not to mention that her wound had never healed at all.

Tiffany cried with her. She supported herself to sit up on the bed and hugged her beloved sister-in- law with her thin arms. "Don't cry, we should stop crying. I promise you that I will cheer up and I will live a life that I will be proud of." "Okay, let's do it together."

Yasmine sniffed and wiped the tears off the corners of her sister-in-law's eyes. "Sleep well. When the sun rises tomorrow, all the unhappy things will be gone with the wind."

Perhaps, Tiffany was really tired, so she fell asleep almost instantly. Yasmine did not leave immediately but quietly looked at her sleeping face. Thinking of Sebastian's words, she moved her hand to her sister-in-law's forehead and thought, "Where is the time bomb? Why does God only mess with kind-hearted people?"

She was such a simple and innocent girl.The only wish in her life was to see her brother and her sister-in-law to be together forever, and that she could be with Fynn. But now, her only wish had shattered, like a beautiful bubble that had burst.

She got up dejectedly and went out of the room to find that Sebastian had been standing at the door. His eyes which were looking at her seemed like there were thousands of words running in his mind, but in the end, he only asked, "Has she fallen asleep?"

"Yes."

Yasmine lowered her head and walked towards the bedroom. Sebastian followed after her.

"Thank you."

He said meaningfully. She then asked lightly, "What are you thanking me for?"

"I'm thanking you for what you have said to my sister. You are such a considerate wife, a competent wife, and a beloved sister-in-law. It is really my honor to have you in my life."

"No matter how good I am, I won't be good enough if I can't replace the person in your heart."

Yasmine wanted to enter her secret room, but Sebastian grabbed her and said, "You don't need to replace anyone because no one can replace you in my heart."

She looked at him in a daze, and both of them fell silent. They didn't break the silence until the cell phone rang.

"Yes. I'm back... Okay, I'll go over now..."

He hung up the phone and kissed Yasmine on her forehead. "I'm going to the company. Don't think too much." NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Sebastian asked her not to think about it too much, but how could she not think about it? In fact, even though she did not think about anything, there would always be some things that would make her think about it. At four o'clock in the evening, she suddenly received a phone call from Fynn—

"Madam, please hurry to the company. President Sebastian's cousin is here."

"Ethan?" Yasmine was shocked.

"Yes, He is in President Sebastian's office now. There has been a heated argument going on between the two of them, so it is very likely that they will fight each other later. It's not convenient for me to go in so could you please come over as soon as possible to stop them?"