The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 182

"Abigail, please calm down. I have told you from the very beginning that pregnancy assisted by ovulating pills may lead to threatened miscarriages, but you insisted on taking the medication. What's more, you have consumed a large amount of alcohol during this period of time! There were symptoms of alcohol intoxication in the fetus. He probably died around two days ago."

"Dr. Lloyd, please save him, I beg you to save him. This child is very important to me. He can't be dead, he can't be dead!"

Abigail Tanner fell to the ground, crying. Dr. Lloyd apologized, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it. You should accept the reality..."

Dr. Lloyd was introduced by Claudine Tucker to Abigail. She was the one who instructed Dr. Lloyd to prescribe the ovulating pills to Abigail. Dr. Lloyd's husband held an important position in Claudine's company, so it was difficult for her to reject Claudine's request.

After leaving the hospital, Abigail felt like a lifeless shell. She slumped on the chair outside the hospital door, staring blankly at the ground while muttering to herself, "I can't let anyone know that my child is gone, I can't let anyone know about it. What should I do..."

This child was her only hope to stay in the Simons family. She had been in despair at Sebastian Simons' indifference all this while and she finally saw some hope yesterday. But today, she was confirmed to have miscarried. She couldn't accept it at all. Without the child, there would be no guarantee for her place in the Simons family. She had to think of a way to protect herself.

Yasmine Taylor rested for half a month and finally felt a little better. Looking at her uncle who would wake up early every day to make money to support the family, she felt that it was time for her to contribute to this family.

It was time to let go of the pain. It was also time to start a new life.

That night, when they were having dinner together, she said, "Uncle, I recalled that you have an acquaintance at the police station. Is he the head officer there?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" he replied.

"Could you please ask him to change the name on my ID card?"

"Why do you want to change your name?"

Her uncle and aunt asked simultaneously.

"I want to go to work," she explained.

"Do you need to change your name before you could go for work?"

She sighed, "I want to put an end to my past. I don't want to live with the name of Yasmine Taylor anymore."

Mindy Yard chuckled, "'Could it be that you don't want those who know you to look for you?"

She did not deny that it was indeed part of the reason.

"Okay, I'll talk to him tomorrow. It shouldn't be much of a problem." her uncle promised.

"Okay."

After dinner, Yasmine handed a card to her uncle. "There's still some money in it. You can use it tomorrow."

"You should keep it with you. Why should I take your money?" he refused.

"You'll need money to pay for your expenses, and Aunt also needs money for her medicine. You can keep it. I'm living here for free and I can't bear to be a freeloader," she insisted.

Chuck Lorris had no choice but to accept it. Yasmine then began her job search on the Internet. She submitted her resume to several large- scale companies to apply for a job and waited patiently for their reply.

Two days later, the matter which she had asked her uncle for help with was completed. From then on, Yasmine officially changed her name to Madeline Lorris, following after her mother's surname.

She had wanted to change her name for a long time. She had always felt that it was a disgrace to be a member of the Taylor family. Now, she finally had the courage to say goodbye to her past.

From thereon, Yasmine Taylor would no longer exist in the world. In the future, her life would be replaced by Madeline Lorris.

Two of the four companies that she had submitted her resume to called her for an interview. She chose Goldeap Corporation, the company which she felt was more outstanding among the two.

The structure of this company was quite similar to that of Simons Corporation. Perhaps because she had assisted Sebastian for a period of time in Simons Corporation, she felt that she had a greater chance of being accepted.

Yasmine was filled with joy when she received the notification for the interview, and so were her uncle and aunt. Her aunt said, "Yasmine, I will accompany you to the shopping mall to buy a few sets of outfit tomorrow. You must get dressed well for the interview."

"Well, alright."

Yasmine agreed immediately. She brought almost nothing with her when she left the Simons family. She only brought some of her most treasured books with her. The expensive clothes that Sebastian

had bought for her were all left behind.

Her aunt said that she was foolish. It was fine to refuse the money, but she should have at least taken some jewelry or clothes with her. But Yasmine didn't regret it at all. She felt that nothing was more important than to protect her pride for a person who's dignity had been completely trampled on.

Actually, she did bring back some jewelry. It was a simple bracelet. Unfortunately, the bracelet was too cheap. She and Sebastian bought it from the stall on Mount Emperor. It only cost 8.05 dollars. No one would probably pick it up even if it were thrown on the road. But for her, it was the best memory that she had during the darkest days. On the day of the interview, Yasmine was dressed in a pink professional suit. She put on delicate light makeup. When she came out of the room, her aunt kept praising her, "Look, our Yasmine doesn't usually dress up, but when she put on some makeup, she's definitely a beauty."

Her complexion had gotten better after two weeks of self- meditation and relaxation. She would occasionally feel a little downcast when it was silent at night, but she had been trying hard to maintain an optimistic attitude for the rest of the time.

After breakfast, her aunt walked her to the door and helped her to tidy up her clothes. She said with a smile, "We'll be waiting for your good news."

"Yes, I'll definitely succeed!"

Waving goodbye to her aunt, she embarked on the road of job- seeking with full confidence. Frankly, she could have easily found a job as a teacher since she had a teacher's license, but she didn't. The reason was very simple. She didn't want to experience what Yasmine had been through in her life. She was now living as Madeline Lorris.

When she arrived at the place of the interview, she looked at the tall building in front of her. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It seemed like it was a big enterprise.

She arrived at the front desk and informed the receptionist of her interview. The receptionist pointed to the elevator and said, "The meeting room is on the ninth floor. The interview today will be held there." "Okay, thank you," she said politely.

"You're welcome."

Yasmine turned around and saw that the elevator doors were about to close. She rushed over, "Please hold the door."

She entered the elevator in time and there was only one person inside. It was a man who looked like he was about 28 to 29 years old. He looked quite pleasant but unfortunately, he was a little too cool.

He was dressed in casual clothes, with his hands tucked in the pockets of his jeans. He had single eyelids. When he saw Yasmine coming in, he just slightly tilted his eyes.

As the elevator slowly rose, Yasmine felt a little nervous. She didn't know whether she had accidentally left her confidence outside the elevator doors. To relieve the tension, she turned her head and smiled at the man next to her. She took the initiative to chat with him. "Are you here for the interview too?"

Judging from his outfit, it seemed that he was not a staff member of the company, so she assumed that he was also there for the same reason she was.

The man was stunned, but he did not speak. He just nodded his head.

"You're really calm. I'm a little nervous now."

She smiled again and patted her chest, "But... I must get this job."

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The man finally spoke, revealing a pleasant voice. "Thank you. If I succeed in the interview, I'll treat you to dinner."

Yasmine was grateful that he had comforted her despite the fact that they were both rivals under such a tense atmosphere.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor with a "ding". She turned sideways and clenched her fist at the man. "All the best."

"All the best."

The man still looked graceful and laidback. He took the lead stepping out of the elevator.

Yasmine took a deep breath before entering the meeting room. She started teaching immediately after graduating from college. This was the first time she had attended a corporate interview. She motivated herself and told herself that she could do it.

When she pushed the door open, there were already several people who came to interview just like her, but... where was the calm guy just now?

She was confused, but she couldn't care too much. She sat there nervously and waited for the interviewer to appear.

About ten minutes later, the door of the conference room was pushed open. Four interviewers came in and sat in their corresponding position. Yasmine looked up and almost jumped to her feet. Didn't that... that guy come for an interview? Why did he become the interviewer instead?

She stared at his label 'Marketing Director: Gabriel Smith'. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. What did she say just now? Why couldn't she remember it at all...

Gabriel was the only man among the four interviewers who didn't wear a suit. He probably had a very important position in this company that exempted him from such formalities.

Yasmine saw him smiling at her. She was already feeling nervous before, and she was even more nervous now.

The interviewers began to ask questions which were rather strange and hard to answer. Yasmine gave her answer muddle-headedly. She didn't know whether they were right or wrong, good or bad. Anyway, she felt that there was no hope.

How stupid she was to treat the marketing director as an interviewee. Gabriel must have thought that her observation skills were terrible.

After the interview, the results were announced on the spot. The first name that was announced was: "Madeline Lorris."

Yasmine raised her head in horror. She couldn't believe her own ears. Was she accepted? No way...

Among the six people who attended the interview, only three were accepted. The remaining who did not get in stood up and bowed before leaving. Only then did Yasmine accept the fact that she had been hired.

"Congratulations! The three of you will be joining our company and becoming one of us. You will come to work on time at 8 a.m. tomorrow. Someone will arrange you to the corresponding department..."

Yasmine was dizzy. She only got up with her other two new colleagues after the interviewer had finished speaking.

"Hey the lady in pink, wait a minute." someone suddenly called out.

Her heart thumped and she noticed that the voice was quite familiar. She turned around and pointed at herself with an awkward smile on her face. "Me?"

"Other than you, who else is wearing pink clothes here?" Gabriel gestured. "Come here."

She braced herself to walk over. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

She didn't know if it was just an illusion, but she felt that this guy had a hint of malice in his eyes when he looked at her...

Gabriel looked at her with his arms crossed and blurted out, "Don't forget your promise. You have to treat me to a meal."