The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 122

"Me? I've been well."

Thinking of Abigail Tanner, a trace of sadness flashed through Yasmine Taylor's eyes.

Abigail was like a thorn in her heart. She would feel awful just at the thought of her.

"Really? I heard that you haven't been doing very well though."

"Who told you that? Was it Lily?"

Besides her, Yasmine really couldn't think of anyone else who would tell Scott.

"Yes."

"Don't listen to her. She's just talking nonsense."

"I can see it with my own eyes too." Scott closed the menu and said, "I have been observing you for three years. I can tell if you're happy or sad just by looking at your eyes."

"We are here for dinner. Can we not talk about our private matters?"

Yasmine didn't want to talk about her current situation to a man who liked her.

"There are some things that you can't avoid. I'm not saying this because I'm jealous of Sebastian, but he really doesn't match with you. Before he was with you, he'd loved a woman so deeply, so even if he is with you now, how can you guarantee that he has completely forgotten about her and won't even think about her at all?"

At that instant, Yasmine's face turned pale. "How do you know about this?"

"If you really like someone, it's a given that you will know everything about her. I don't talk about it but it doesn't mean that I don't know. If I say it, it doesn't mean that I'm trying to take advantage of the opportunity either. I just want to let you know that I really like you and that I am more suitable for you than him because there's no other woman in my heart other than you."

"Please stop."

Yasmine interrupted him coldly, "Love is not about being suitable or not, but it's about feelings. My heart never flutters when I'm with you so no matter how suitable you are for me, the two of us will not work."

"Ah, I'm so used to it. I've already gotten used to your ruthless refusal."

Scott pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Okay, let's eat."

Yasmine sighed lightly, picked up the spoon and drank the soup in front of her. The two of them didn't say a word throughout the whole dinner. After they were done, Scott stood up and said, "Let's go. I'll send you back home."

Both of them walked out of the restaurant one after the another. Suddenly, Yasmine felt unwell, so she halted her steps and squatted on the ground.

Scott felt strange when he couldn't hear any footsteps behind him and immediately turned his head. To his surprise, he saw that Yasmine wasn't feeling very well so he hurriedly rushed over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I think I'm having an allergy." Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Yasmine gasped as she pressed her hand against her chest.

"Allergy? What kind of allergy?"

"I'm allergic to mustard. I think there might have been mustard in the dishes that we just ate."

Scott immediately called the manager of the restaurant over and asked angrily, "Is there any mustard in your dishes?"

The chef had confirmed that there was indeed mustard in the soup that they just had. Yasmine stared at the manager and said, "The last time I had a meal here, wasn't the customer the one who would add the mustard into the soup according to their personal preferences? Why is it different this time?"

"Yes, that was how it usually works. It's possible that the kitchen staff was being negligent so they made a mistake. I'm really sorry for what happened. We will be responsible for the medical expenses."

Yasmine's entire body was burning in pain, and she didn't bother to argue with them anymore. She then said to Scott, "Send me to the hospital."

Scott helped her up and slowly walked out of the restaurant. Yasmine was dizzy so she was leaning against him. As soon as they stepped out of the restaurant, they immediately bumped into Sebastian Simons.

Yasmine stared at him in shock and didn't know how to explain herself at that instant. Scott was quite surprised to see Sebastian too. The three of them stood face to face for a while before Scott finally broke the silence by saying, "She is having an allergy. She has to go to the hospital right now."

The look on Sebastian's face was cold and he didn't ask Yasmine why she was with Scott. Instead, he said calmly, "I'll take her to the hospital."

He took Yasmine over from Scott and carried her into the car. He then started the engine and drove off.

"Why are you here?"

Yasmine asked with a weak voice as she was trying hard to keep her eyes open.

"Someone had called to ask me to come over to pick you up because you were not feeling well."

Sebastian looked straight ahead as he drove and answered with a stoic face.

After replying to Yasmine, he noticed that there wasn't any response from her. He immediately glanced over at her, only to find that she had already fainted.

Scott, who was standing in front of the restaurant, had a dignified look on his face. He seemed to be thinking about something. Suddenly, he turned back and went back into the restaurant to look for the manager. He then asked in a low voice, "Did they really accidentally put the mustard in or did someone order them to do so?"

When the manager heard his question, the look in his eyes immediately became very strange. He said, "I explained it to you just now, sir. It was honestly a careless mistake. Many people are allergic to this seasoning, so we are normally be very cautious about it."

"You won't admit to it, will you? Well, I guess I'll need to let the FDA interfere in this matter then. I have reason to suspect that you are deliberately causing harm to other people's health."

Scott was about to make a phone call, but the manager quickly stopped him. He looked around and said in a low voice, "We can talk outside."

After coming out from the restaurant, Scott went to his mother's apartment in Peaceful Bay Resort. He rang the doorbell and his mother opened the door. "Eek, you guys are done with dinner?"

Scott did not answer immediately. Instead, he stared at his mother quietly for a short while before asking, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"To make Sebastian misunderstand that there is something going on between me and Yasmine."

Claudine Tucker's face darkened. "What are you talking about?"

"You don't have to deny it anymore. I found everything out. It was you who ordered the restaurant staff to put the mustard in the soup because you knew that Yasmine is allergic to mustard. Not only that, I didn't even order this dish but it was still served to us. So are you telling me that they not only made a mistake on the condiments, but they even served the wrong dish to us?"

Claudine was silent for a moment before she said, "Yes, it was me. I was the one who ordered them to do that. Don't you like Yasmine Taylor? I'm just helping you get the person you want."

"How many times do I need to tell you? I like her and I'll pursue her in my own way. I don't need you to do little tricks behind my back. Do you really think that Sebastian is an idiot? Do you think that he will leave Yasmine because of such a trivial matter?"

Scott said indignantly and reminded his mother, "I hope that you won't do anything that would upset me anymore in the future. Otherwise, I will be very disappointed in you."

When Yasmine woke up in the hospital, she saw that Sebastian was sitting in front of the bed and looking over her. When he saw that she had woken up, he immediately asked with a hoarse voice, "Are you feeling better now?"

She supported herself and sat up. "Yes, I'm all good now."

"Get some more rest then. We'll go home at 10 o'clock."

"There's no need for that. Let's go now."

Yasmine insisted on leaving immediately, because she didn't like being in a hospital, and she didn't like the strong disinfectant smell in here.

Since she had insisted, Sebastian did not say anything else and held her hand as they left the hospital

They arrived at a parking lot outside of the hospital and Sebastian immediately opened the door for Yasmine. She took a deep look at him and wanted to say something, but she couldn't bring herself to say it, so she got into the car instead.

When Sebastian also got in the car, she finally said, "I'm sorry, actually..."

She wanted to explain it to him. She wanted to tell him that she should be having dinner with Scott's mother, but out of a sudden, she had another appointment that she must attend so Scott came on his mother's behalf instead.

"It's alright. There's no need to explain."

"You didn't misunderstand anything, right? When you saw Scott and I together at the restaurant?"

Yasmine was very surprised because whenever Sebastian saw her with Scott, he would be furious. Usually, he wouldn't be so calm when he was met with such a situation.

"Was there something between you two then?"

"No."

"That's good then." Sebastian reached out to adjust the collar of her coat. "Love is about sincerity. If we know that the feelings that we feel for each other is sincere, then there's no need for you to say

sorry."

"Sebastian, you..."

Yasmine suddenly wanted to cry.

"You are willing to trust me unconditionally, so I am willing to believe in you too. Love is a two- way street which needs mutual understanding and mutual support between both parties. This is the true essence of marriage."

"But before this, you..."

"Before this, I looked at things with a different emotional perspective. But after I have met with Abigail, I began to understand what I've never been able to understand previously."

Yasmine's uneasy heart had finally settled down. Her eyes were red as she smiled and said, "I shouldn't have been so worried if I knew that you didn't misunderstand me at all. I was so worried that I almost died."

"Well, although there's no misunderstanding, it's still annoying to see that guy around."

Sebastian started the engine and drove towards the villa by the sea. Along the way, Yasmine wanted to persuade Sebastian to move back home, but she felt that it was still not the right time.

When they were almost there, her cell phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw that it was Scott's number. She was hesitating whether she should answer the call or not.

"Who is it? Why are you not answering it?"

Sebastian asked casually.

"It's Scott..."

His long eyelashes trembled. "Since there's nothing between the two of you, you might as well just answer it, then."

Yasmine answered the call. "Hello?"

"Are you alright now?" Scott's tone was full of concern. Yasmine replied slowly, "Yes."

"He... didn't misunderstand anything about us, right?"

Glancing at Sebastian, Yasmine replied, "Yes, no." "It's good that he didn't. Please remember what I have said tonight."

"What did you say?"

Scott was dumbfounded. "Have you already forgotten about it?"

"Sorry, you've said so much. I really had no idea which part you are referring to."

"I said that I really like you. A lot. Sincerely."

Yasmine was speechless. Sebastian was right beside her so what else could she say to Scott?

"Oh, got it."

"It's not for you to know, but for you to remember." "Okay, I'll remember it. I'll end the call now."

"Okay, good night."

When Yasmine was about to hang up the phone, Sebastian immediately grabbed it, and then said angrily to the phone, "Don't always think about other people's wives. If you want someone to think about, then marry your own wife!"