The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 120

Yasmine’s tears touched Sebastian’s cold heart. He stretched out his hand and caressed her hair. "I just need some time to calm down and think about things for a few days. I will never abandon you. Once I'm ready, I will come back for you,1' he said sadly.

His big palm rested on her cheek. He gently stroked her face and gently wiped her tears away. "Even though I am so disheartened at this moment, I have never thought of giving up on you. So, just wait for

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me.

Sebastian leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, slowly turned around and walked towards the car. When the door opened, Yasmine suddenly rushed forward and hugged his waist from behind: "Don't go... Don't leave me... not even for a minute..."

Yasmine leaned against his back, crying sadly: "My home is where you are at, without you, I don't even know what this place is to me, so please don't leave me alone. I have already been lonely for so many years."

Sebastian's determined heart suddenly softened and he turned around. As he held Yasmine's face that was soaked with tears, he said distressingly, "Okay, I'll take you with me."

Just like that, Sebastian took Yasmine away with him.

He fulfilled his promise. Your home will be the place where I am.

The two came to a villa by the sea and Sebastian opened the door. Although the decoration in the villa wasn't as nice as the Mansion House, it was still very exquisite. He pointed to the sofa and said, "Rest for a bit. I'm going out to settle something, and I will come back soon."

"Yes."

Yasmine nodded slightly and watched his figure disappear before her eyes.

She then returned to the villa, immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed the house number. It was Tiffany Simons who answered the phone. When she heard Yasmine's voice, she said with a choked voice, "Sister-in-law, where are you?"

"Tiffany, please pass the phone to Mom."

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Yasmine thought about it for a few seconds: "I'll call her cell phone then."

When she was about to hang up the phone, Tiffany hurriedly asked, "Yasmine, will you and my brother never come back again?"

"It won't happen, don't worry."

With Yasmine's reassurance, Tiffany's uneasy heart was slightly relieved.

Yasmine dialed her mother-in-law's number. It took quite a long time for the call to get through, "...Hello?"

Upon hearing her mother- in- law's hoarse voice, Yasmine's heart ached. "Mom, are you still sad? Don't be sad. I'm with Sebastian now. I'll do my best to make him forgive you and Dad."

After a brief silence, a suppressed cry came from her mother-in-law's side. "Yasmine, I'm too ashamed to answer your call now. You must be as disappointed in me as Sebastian does. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"Don’t say that Mom, I'm not blaming you. Although I don’t agree with what you have done, I can understand your intention for doing so. I will never forget that you and dad who had always treated me like your own daughter. I will definitely resolve the resentment in Sebastian’s heart and bring your son back to you."

Madam Simons was deeply shocked. Nothing else now could warm her painful heart like Yasmine's words. She said gratefully, "Thank you, Yasmine, thank you. What my son said was true. You are a warm-hearted child. It's a blessing for the Simons family to have a daughter-in-law like you."

"It's also my blessing to be able to be your daughter-in-law and I will not have any prejudices against you and Dad because of what happened today. Sebastian is only angry for now. When he calms down in a few days' time, he will eventually understand both of your intentions. So before that, before your son returns home, you must take good care of your health. I will call you every day to let you know his condition."

"Okay."

Mila, who was feeling dejected, finally felt a little bit better after receiving her daughter- in- law's assurances. She told herself that she would never forget what Yasmine had done for the Simons family today.

After hanging up the phone, Yasmine went down to the beach by herself. As she stared at the boundless sea before her, there were countless thoughts running about in her mind. Was she sad? How could she not be sad? Was she disappointed? How could she not be disappointed? Had she thought of leaving? How could she not think of leaving? But could she leave? No, she couldn't.

Even if she had a thousand reasons to leave, she still couldn't do so because she could never leave the man she loved so deeply. She had promised him that no matter what had happened, she would never leave him as Abigail Tanner did.

Even if life was full of sorrow, she still wanted to keep this promise. Moreover, she was different from Abigail, and was not the kind of woman who would choose to escape in the face of adversity. She was the kind who would become stronger as the circumstances got harder.

Unless there was no other way, she would never let go. Even if she would be heavily scarred, she would still continue to hold on to it. There was no else who could withstand the merciless fate better than her.

If she had really left after everything that had happened, it would just be another huge blow on Sebastian. It would be like stabbing his wounded heart a few more times. She couldn't bear to see him in pain, so she could only suppress her grievances in her heart. She had to be a selfless woman, in order to defend her own family and to protect the relationship between her husband and her in-laws. This was her responsibility as a wife and a daughter-in-law.

She didn't know how long she stood by the sea. It was not until she heard of the footsteps coming from behind and a coat draped over her shoulders that she had come back to her senses.

"You're back?"

Staring at the tall man who was standing in front of her, she tried to squeeze out a smile. She knew that he was exhausted, so she wouldn't argue with him, even if she had good reasons to do so.

"Yeah, I bought you something to eat. Let's go."

He took her hand and they returned to the villa as they walked through the soft beach.

On the dining table, there was a whole lot of packed food. Yasmine glanced through and noticed that it was all her favorite food. He finally knew what her favorite food was.

She was very happy but at the same time, she hoped that he wasn't doing this out of guilt.

"Eat this."

Sebastian handed a box of rice with curry to her, and then brought out a spoon for her. Yasmine accepted the spoon and lowered her head as she ate the rice, one bite after another.

"Is it delicious?"

"Yes."

"Then eat more."

"Are you not eating?" "I've already eaten."

Sebastian was lying. He hadn't eaten anything because he didn't have any appetite at all.

"You don't need to buy food next time. I can cook."

"Okay."

He nodded and looked at her gently.

Throughout the meal, no one brought up what had happened just now at the Mansion House. Sebastian did not mention it nor did Yasmine ask about it. This was the silent agreement that they had between them.

"I'm full."

Yasmine stood up and tidied up the messy table. When she turned around and was about to go out to throw the rubbish away, Sebastian grabbed her by the wrist.

"Yasmine, sor..."

"There's no need."

Yasmine interrupted Sebastian before he could finish his sentence. She knew exactly what he wanted to say.

"Why?" Sebastian asked.

He looked at her deeply, and she answered casually, "Because my love for you is real, and we know very well how the both of us feel for each other, so you don't need to say sorry."

Sebastian was stunned. Yasmine's words had clearly surprised him. He thought that what had happened today must have caused a deep misunderstanding, but he didn't expect her to say such a thing to him. She told him that since they both knew each other's true feelings, he didn't need to say sorry.

He held her in his arms with his face rubbing against her hair, he said, "You must have felt scared."

"A little bit."

"I really have to thank you. Thank you for staying with me at this time."

"It's me who should say thank you. Thank you for not leaving me in a place without you."

The two wounded souls held each other tightly in their arms as the sound of the waves hitting on the rocks came from outside.

It was the first time Claudine Tucker had set foot in B High School. Her purpose was, of course, to see her son. She was dressed like a noble woman and went straight to the lecturer's office. At this time, there were only a few lecturers in the office. Lily Adams got up and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Where is Principal Jules?"

"Principal Jules has gone out. What can I do for you?"

"Where is his office? I'll wait for him there."

Lily led Claudine to a lounge and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Madam but Principal Jules doesn't like guests waiting in his office, so please wait here."

Claudine's face suddenly darkened. "Do you know who I am?" Lily replied respectfully, "I don't know who you are, but no matter who you are, you will be treated equally as the other guests."

"Why do you know Principal Jules' preferences so well? What's your relationship with him?"

"We're colleagues, senior and subordinates."

Claudine snorted. "I don't think it's that simple. You sounded like you're his girlfriend." She sized Lily up as she spoke. "If that really is the case, it seems that Principal Jules has a bad taste."

Lily was not a docile woman. Seeing that the lady was being so aggressive with her words, she fought back rudely. "You don't seem like someone who has a lot of time to spare, so please stop speculating about someone else's relationship."

She turned around and was about to leave when Claudine shouted coldly, "Stop right there."

"Is there anything else that I can help you with?"

"Make me a cup of coffee."

"I'm sorry, I have a class to attend. If you want to drink coffee, there is a coffee shop across the school."

"You..."

Claudine was so angry at her because she had never been treated like this before. She glanced at the name tag on the woman's chest and she remembered her name, Lily Adams.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed his son's number. "Bastard, come back to the school now. Your mother has been ill-treated by someone." After Scott Jules had received the phone call, he immediately went back to the school. When he met up with his mother in the lounge, he asked with a smile, "Which ignorant airhead dares to mistreat our beautiful and noble Madam Tucker?"