The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 158

Lily Adams stared at the ground stubbornly and did not explain to defend herself. No matter how aggrieved she felt, she would not tell Scott Jules that the conflict started because they were insulting her relationship with him. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Miss Adams, come to my office!"

Scott roared with a gloomy face. Then, he turned around and left.

The female teacher raised her head triumphantly. Lily glanced at her angrily and left the room.

Standing in the Principal's office, Lily lowered her head and did not speak. Scott glanced at her from top to bottom.

"Aren't you going to explain something?"

"You won't believe me no matter what I say anyway."

Scott raised his eyebrows. "You've yet to say anything, so how do you know that I wouldn't believe you?"

"Your attitude just now said it all."

He laughed, got up, and walked to her. "Do you really think that I'm unaware of the reason you fought with them? It must be because of our sudden wedding."

Lily raised her head and said, aggrieved, "Why did you treat me so harshly if you knew that?"

"If I stood up for you, your life would be harder in the future, idiot!"

He poked her forehead hard, pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Sit over there."

Lily turned around and sat on the sofa like a puppet, unmoving.

Scott took a first-aid-kit and sat down next to her. He gently helped her disinfect her wounds and put medicine on it.

"You're unexpectedly good at fighting. Half of Miss Xenes eyes are already bruised."

Lily didn't say anything.

"She's just an intern. You don't have to listen to her. I'll teach her a lesson later."

Lily still didn't say anything.

"Don't fight anymore in the future. It would only affect you negatively."

Realizing that she had been quiet the whole time, Scott lowered his head and saw the tears in Lily's eyes. His heart suddenly softened. He sighed softly and said nothing. He stretched out his arm and gave her a comforting hug. This was the first time Scott had taken the initiative to hug Lily. The moment she leaned on his shoulder, Lily's tears finally slipped out of her eyes.

Yasmine Taylor took a whole day to force herself to accept the inevitable fact. She decided to have a good talk with Sebastian Simons.

In the evening, Sebastian came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Yasmine, who was sitting on the sofa, waved to him and said, "Come here, Sebastian. I have something to tell you." Sebastian was drying his hair with his towel as he walked towards her. He asked, "What is it?"

"Let me do it."

She took his towel, sat him on the sofa, and gently mimicked his movements.

"Sebastian, you want to be a father, don't you?"

Sebastian's body suddenly shook, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why are you suddenly talking about this again?"

"I'm just saying, if you want to be a father, I'll let you be one."

Sebastian seemed to have realized something. He turned around and pinched her arm. "What do you mean?"

"I've talked to your parents. They want to find a surrogate mother to give birth to your child."

"Ridiculous!"

Sebastian shook her hand off angrily and said, "This is complete nonsense. Don't tell me that you have agreed to this."

Yasmine endured the pain and said with difficulty, "Yes. I've agreed to it."

Sebastian's eyes widened with disbelief. He roared all of a sudden, "Are you crazy? How could you agree to it? Didn't we agree to adopt a child?"

"Yes, but your parents don't agree to that, so what could I do?"

"It doesn't matter if they don't agree to it. It's enough as long as I agree to it. This is between us, not them!" "But I couldn't do that now, could I? I couldn't possibly just care about my own happiness and neglect other people's feelings."

"Are you saying that in order to make others happy, you would rather throw your dignity away?"

Yasmine covered her face and cried. "This is the only way for me to maintain the marriage. As long as I can be with you, Sebastian, I will bear all the grievances and pain. What is dignity? I have told you a long time ago that dignity is the least valuable thing in my life."

Sebastian saw that she was crying sadly, but he did not show any mercy. Instead, he told her clearly, "I will never agree to it."

"Then, let's get divorced."

Yasmine raised her tearful face and said, "I can't afford to bear the blame for ending the Simons family's bloodline. I will be too ashamed to face the ancestors of the Simons family after I die."

Sebastian looked at her in shock and said with a trembling voice, "How could you bring up divorce so easily?"

"There is nothing you can't say when you are cruel enough. If you are in my position, you will understand my helplessness."

Yasmine's eyes were full of exhaustion. For her, every minute and second of this life was full of suffering and pain. She was overwhelmed by cruel reality.

Sebastian understood the pain she was feeling as well as the pressure that she was facing. He hugged her lovingly and said, "Yasmine, we don't have to go with such an extreme path. Modern technology is so advanced, we could use your egg and my sperm and hire a surrogate to bear our child..."

Yasmine cried and shook her head. "It's useless. I had the same thought once, but it was shattered by reality."

"Why is it useless?"

"My mother has called Adiana, her good friend in the United States to ask about it. The medicine which I am taking now makes harvesting my eggs not ideal. The only way is to get pregnant with my own womb."

She thought of the day when her mother-in-law told her the news, and the pain in her heart was beyond words. Any medicine would have its side effects. The medicine she took rendered her eggs extremely fragile. Her eggs would not be able to live long enough to be implanted into the surrogate mother's womb. Changing their living environment wasn't wise as they would not be able to adapt at all.

"Then we'll wait for a while. When your illness is cured, we'll have a baby."

"What if I can't be cured?"

Sebastian was stunned for a moment and said, "If you can't be cured, then we will adopt a child."

"We had said so much, but it all ended up with adopting a child. Dad said that you are already thirty years old and if a man doesn't have a child by the time he's thirty, he would be looked down upon. I could certainly wait, but I couldn't let others look down on you. I don't want others to point at you behind your back, saying that you are childless despite being married for so long."

"I don't care. I don't care what others say!"

"But I care. I care if other people gossip about you."

Yasmine burst into tears and said, "Sebastian, I'm begging you. Please agree to this. I know how you feel for me, but I don't know for sure if my condition could be cured. As time goes by, the pressure on me gets heavier and heavier. Only when you have a child to further your bloodline then would I be able to be at ease, and I won't feel so much guilt anymore."

Sebastian's veins were throbbing on his forehead. He suddenly went silent. Then, he turned around, walked out of the bedroom, and went downstairs.

"Are you trying to force Yasmine to death?"

Standing in the living room downstairs, Sebastian questioned his parents hysterically. Madam Simons came forward with a pale face and explained, "Sebastian, calm down, we..."

"How could I calm down when you asked my wife to persuade me to sleep with another woman? You know that she has no choice but to agree. Don't you have any conscience at all? When I hated the dirty things you did to Abigail's parents, who was the one who tried her best to get me back to this house and helped me rid of my hatred for you? Now that you have your son again, you no longer care about her feelings. Is this your principle in your life?!"

"They didn't force me."

Yasmine chased him down the stairs and stood behind Sebastian, sobbing and shouting. "I agreed to it willingly. Please don't blame anyone else."

"Stop talking!"

Sebastian roared angrily. He continued to question his parents, "Is it really so important to pass on the bloodline? Is it so important that you are willing to step on someone's dignity and yet think nothing about it? What's wrong with adopting a child? Who stipulated that only biological children could further the bloodline?"

"If the child isn't from our bloodline, then he is not our family. If the child does not belong to our family, he will never be one of us, nor would he be able to stay aligned with us."

Titus Simons yelled back in a fit of rage.

"Are you forcing me out of this house again?"

"Even if you leave this house, my stance will not change. I can make concessions for anything, but over this matter, my stance will never change."

"What's the point of keeping your stance if you don't have a son anymore?"

"The bloodline will be broken if I have no son, but as long as my son is alive, I will never agree to adopting a child who doesn't have any blood relations to our family!"

Titus's expression was solemn, and it was the first time he fought with his son.

"In that case, from today onward, you don't have a son anymore!"

Sebastian turned around and was about to leave when Titus yelled, "If you dare to step out of this house, I will assume that you have completely given up on the family business."

When she heard what Titus said, Yasmine felt like her heart was being stabbed by knives. She rushed to Sebastian and pleaded, "Sebastian, don't leave. All your misfortunes have been caused by me. If you lose everything because of me, I will never be at peace for the rest of my life."

"My family property is nothing to me."

Sebastian shook her hand off and continued to move forward. Suddenly, Madam Simons fell down in a daze. "Mom!"

"Mila!"

Sebastian couldn't bear the yells of panic, so he turned back. Several people surrounded Madam Simons and stuffed some medicine into her mouth. After a while, Madam Simons finally woke up. She stared at her son and said weakly, "I will not be able to live if you leave this house again..."

Sebastian clenched his fists. Suddenly, he roared like a wild beast, "Okay, I agree. If this is what you hope for, then I'll just do it!"

He glared at Yasmine fiercely, turned around, and walked out of the house in anger.

Yasmine squatted on the ground and cried sadly. How could she face herself if she was the one who made Sebastian sad? When in fact, she should be the saddest person there.