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The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 100

Yasmine was almost suffocated by Sebastian's kiss when she heard the cars behind them honking loudly. She pushed him away and said sullenly, "Hurry up and drive. You’re already clogging up the entire road."

Sebastian snorted disapprovingly and said, "I'll teach you a lesson when we get home."

Yasmine went upstairs as soon as they reached home. Sebastian followed her. "Tell me, what did you say to that old lady?"

Yasmine smiled grumpily and said, "Fine. What do you think I would say? ‘Alright, go ahead and introduce me.’’’

"So you refused?"

"I said I'm married."

Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief and patted her head. "Good."

"But she invited me to her house for dinner this weekend."

"What dinner?"

"It's just a simple dinner."

Sebastian felt relieved and said, "Don’t you think it’s weird that she’s inviting you over for dinner after only having met you twice? Are you that close with her?”

"She likes me, then." "I don't think she has any good intentions."

Sebastian frowned and added, "No, you can’t go to her house for dinner."

"I've already promised her. It's important to keep one’ s promises, right?"

"Why did you promise her? Is her cooking better?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? You always say that I don't have many friends, so I should know people with status. I’m just doing what you told me to do.”

"But I think she’s up to no good."

"What is she up to?"

"She said she was going to introduce you to someone!"

"Hadn’t I already rejected her? In the end she didn’t speak about it anymore. Can you not be this petty? Hmm, my dear husband?"

Yasmine flirted and Sebastian felt his bones soften.

"Are you sure it's just a normal dinner and not some blind date she's setting up for you?”

"Of course, I'm sure."

Yasmine nodded firmly. Only then did he feel a little relieved. He carried Yasmine to the dressing table, lifted up her evening dress, and buried his head in.

She lay on his shoulder feebly and was struggling to breathe, although she was not the one doing all the work.

After resting for a while, she regained some energy, walked weakly to the bathroom and took a shower. She stumbled her way back and planted her face on the bed. She said groggily, "Dear, go take a shower."

Sebastian grunted and walked into the bathroom. Just as Yasmine was about to doze off again, he came out. He asked her while he dried his hair: "So, who was the old lady going to introduce you to? One of her relatives?"

"Her son..."

Yasmine answered with her eyes closed.

"What's his name?"

He waited for a long time for her answer. He walked to the bedside and asked, "Hey?"

He took a closer look and found that she was already asleep.

Fast forward to the weekend, Yasmine arrived at Peaceful Bay Resort. Claudine Tucker was delighted when she came as she promised.

"Miss Taylor, I thought you wouldn't come. I didn't expect you to be a woman of your word.”

Yasmine placed the basket of fruits on the table. She smiled: "It’s only dinner, there’s no reason for me not to come."

"Please take a seat. My house was renovated not long ago so it's still a little messy."

Yasmine looked around and said, "No, it’s fine. I think it’s good."

Claudine put on her apron and said, "Dinner will be ready in another 30 minutes. Make yourself at home."

"Auntie, are you cooking dinner yourself?" "Yes, I'll let you taste my cooking skills."

"Haha, then I'm really honored."

Claudine went into the kitchen. Yasmine followed and asked: "Auntie, do you need any help?"

"It’s all right. It will be done soon. You can wait in the living room.”

Yasmine was surprised. She did not expect her to be working like a housewife at home. She looked like a rich lady with maids and butlers to do all of her chores.

Ding, ding, ding...

When the doorbell rang, Yasmine ran to the door to answer. She froze the moment the door opened.

"Principal Jules?"

It was unbelievable to see Scott Jules here. Yasmine was dumbfounded.

"Yasmine?"

Scott was equally stunned. He glanced at the living room and asked doubtfully, "Why are you here?"

"Then, why are you here?"

Yasmine was even more confused than him.

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