The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 138

"Mom decided on it today," said Yasmine Taylor.

"Do you have to agree to everything she wants? Can't you say no?" Sebastian Simons said.

"But I want to go there."

Speechless, Sebastian frowned and said earnestly, "If you want to go, I can take you there. Why must you go with her?"

"I have not seen diamond snow before."

Yasmine's words made him choke. Sebastian explained awkwardly, "I really wanted to take you to Hokkaido, but you got angry and ran there without me, so what could I have done?"

"I'm not blaming you. I'm just being considerate because you're busy with work."

"As soon as you say the word, I will take you anywhere you want tomorrow. May it be America, England, Germany, France; anywhere on this earth."

"Well, stop joking. I'm going with mom, not another man, so why are you so nervous?"

"It's because you're going with my mother that I'm worried about you. Don't be fooled by her age because she is more playful than us young people. Either she doesn't go for a trip, or she won't be back in ten days or even half a month. Don't believe her when she says that you'll be back in a week. If you come back within a month, I'll cut off my head and give it to you!" Yasmine smiled stiffly. "You're exaggerating."

"It's not an exaggeration at all. You've been married to our family for more than half a year already, and you've not seen her go for holiday before, have you?"

"No."

"That's right. My father, Tiffany, and I, we don't allow her out. Once she goes out, she won't be back for many days. We worry about her."

"Yes, but don't worry this time. As long as I'm there, I'll be back at the scheduled time."

"Are you determined to go to America?"

Sebastian really wanted to open the window and throw her out. After spending so long trying to emotionally blackmail her from going, she still didn't listen to him.

"Well, I am."

"You..." Sebastian's eyes widened and he rubbed his chest. "I'm so angry that my stomach hurts."

In the end, he failed to stop Yasmine from going to the United States with his mother. In fact, he did not know that Yasmine's short separation from him was so that she could stay with him for a better and longer time in the future.

Love required sacrifice, so did marriage.

On the way to the airport, Sebastian kept a sullen face. Before Yasmine could say anything, he warned his mother with a fierce look, "You promise to be back in a week. If you don't come back in a weeks' time, forget about ever leaving the house again." "Hey, kid, you think you can boss your mom around?"

"If you're not taking my wife away, I wouldn't have bothered about you."

"Your wife volunteered."

Sebastian glanced at Yasmine. When he thought of what she had said last night, he felt a rage inside of him.

"If you want to say goodbye, then hurry up. There's not much time left."

Hearing this, Yasmine grabbed Sebastian's hand and pulled him aside. She whispered, "While I'm not here this week, take good care of yourself and don't work too hard."

Although Sebastian did not want her to leave his sight, they had already reached this point. So, he could only accept it, no matter how unhappy he was. He nodded and said, "You too. Take care of yourself."

"You are not allowed to secretly contact Abigail Tanner, no matter what reason she has to meet you."

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He snorted angrily and said, "Since you're not reassured, then don't go. Just stay by my side and watch me."

She did not want to go. She would not go anywhere unless it was absolutely necessary. She would stay by Sebastian's side until both of them were old.

The plane took off. Yasmine was deeply reluctant to part with Sebastian and go to a distant country, placing all her hope on what was in that country.

After a 16- hour flight, they finally arrived in Los Angeles, in the United States. Madam Simons had already made a reservation at a hotel in advance. On the way to the hotel, she received a phone call. Yasmine listened to their conversation on the phone. It was related to her examination.

After hanging up the phone, she whispered, "Mom, was that your friend?"

"Yes, they asked if we had arrived. They want to treat us to dinner now."

"Then why did you refuse?"

"I don't want you to be too tired. You have been on a plane for such a long time, so it's time for you to take a rest. Only after you have a good rest will you have the energy for the check-up."

"Thank you."

She nodded gratefully. In fact, she really didn't want to see anyone now, let alone go for dinner.

In her heart, she was still deeply reluctant to let go of Sebastian.

She had not rested well for several consecutive nights. She was really tired. As a result, she slept until noon the next day. Suddenly, the mobile phone next to her pillow rang. She groped for it and looked at it. It was Sebastian's number. She was a little confused. It was the middle of the night on his side of the world. Why would he call her so late at night?

"Hello, honey?"

"What are you doing?" Sebastian's voice was hoarse but gentle.

"I'm sleeping."

"Why are you sleeping at this time of the day? Are you sick?"

"No, I'm just sleepy. I'm taking a nap." Yasmine sat up. "What about you? Why did you call me so late at night?"

"I miss you."

She smiled softly and said, "We just parted and you miss me already?"

"Yes, how am I supposed to spend the next few days?"

"No matter how sad you are, you are not allowed to look for Abigail. Otherwise, you'll regret it when I get back."

"Understood."

Sebastian paused for a moment. Yasmine did not know what he was going to say next, but she felt uneasy for no reason.

"Yasmine, no matter what, I have chosen you and I will not let you go for the rest of my life. No matter what happens, I will love you forever."

Yasmine was stunned and she stammered, "W-Why are you suddenly so sentimental? I'm not used to it."

She was very nervous and she suspected that Sebastian knew something.

"I was on a whim and felt like saying that to you. Maybe it was the bad dream I had just now."

"What kind of dream did you have?" "I dreamt that you misunderstood what happened between Abigail and I. You wanted to leave me. No matter how hard I tried to explain it to you, you didn't believe me..."

Yasmine smiled and said, "It was just a dream. Dreams aren't real."

"I know that dreams aren't real, but I still want to tell you that I love you. I'm calm, rational, and have no regret."

Yasmine's eyes were red. "Me too."

Hanging up the phone, she left the bedroom and approached Madam Simons who was in the living room. She asked, "Mom, did you say something to Sebastian?"

"No."

Madam Simons shook her head decisively. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much. He just called me just now. His voice seems strange."

"You think too much. Other than you and I, nobody else knows why we came to the United States. Sebastian misses you too much."

"Maybe..."

She nodded blankly and fell into deep thought.

The next day, Yasmine followed her mother-in-law to the hospital where her friend was working. Madam Simons's friend was a beautiful American-born Chinese woman who looked as kind as her mother- in- law. Looking at the many banners hanging on the wall of her office, Yasmine saw a glimmer of hope from hell, and she began to place all her hopes on this female doctor named Adiana.

"Is this your daughter-in-law?"

Adiana and Madam Simons greeted each other warmly. From their conversation, Yasmine learned that in the past 30 years, Adiana had great achievements in gynecology. In particular, she was clinically experienced when it came to fertility. Yasmine's confidence instantly ignited.

"Miss Taylor, let's start with a series of tests. Don't be nervous. Relax so that the result will be more accurate."

Adiana gently calmed her down. She glanced at Madam Simons and nodded. "Okay."

"The first test we're going to do is the HSG."

Yasmine lay on the bed of the examination room, praying that this nightmare would end quickly and something would be like the beauty of Adiana's name, which gave her a sense of hope. She thought the darkness of the night would pass away and the brightness and beauty of heaven would finally glow.