The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 104

When Yasmine placed her hand on his shoulder, she could feel his tense and nervous muscles. The man slowly turned his head and looked at her. Sure enough, it was the lead band singer she met in France, the one who introduced himself as 'Ethan Rowling1.

"Long time no see,"

the man said the same through his clenched teeth.

Yasmine finally caught her breath. She pointed to the door of the shopping mall and asked, "Shall we have a cup of coffee?"

The man nodded. They walked side by side and came to the cafe opposite the mall.

It was the same place where she and Lily were drinking coffee just now, but Lily had already left. Yasmine found an empty table at the corner and sat opposite Ethan. After a moment of silence, she asked, "When did you come back?"

"Not long ago."

"Are you curious to find out why I know your real name?"

Ethan stirred the coffee in front of him. "I'm indeed a little curious, but I knew that you would find out one day."

"I saw the picture of the three of you in your cousin’ s drawer. Trust me, I was as surprised as you were when I called out your name." "Do you know what happened between the three of us?"

"I'm his wife now. How would I not know what happened to him?"

Yasmine sipped her coffee and said, "That night in France, you left without saying anything because you saw him, right?"

Ethan did not answer.

"Where is she? Is she back, too?"

"Yes."

Although she had mentally prepared herself, her heart still hurt a little and she felt uneasy when she heard his confident reply. Because she knew better than anyone how much influence that woman had in her husband’s heart.

"Why did you two come back? Since the both of you had left, why come back again?"

Yasmine did not try to conceal her anger. "Why did you two betray your cousin?"

Ethan was silent again and refused to answer her question.

"Can you at least tell me why the both of you came back? You know, it's very important to me."

Ethan saw her frantic face, eagerly waiting for him to reply. Ethan sighed lightly, “Hold on to your own happiness. Don’t bother about our return."

"How can I not bother? The woman whom my husband loved deeply has finally returned and you’ re asking me not to care?"

"My cousin is not an irresponsible man. You’ re already married to him. He won’t abandon you."

"Just how much do you know about him? Do you know what kind of life he had been living the past few years? To put it bluntly, I'm just his seventh wife. Only I’m luckier than the rest because I may be his last wife."

Ethan thought she had finished what she had to say, but she added, "If both of you hadn't returned, I'd be very confident about that.

"Our return shouldn’t be a burden to you. If you had some faith in yourself, so what if Abigail has returned? Just like the thief you were chasing in France, you didn't chase after him for the money but you were chasing for the things you cherished. The same applies to love, just be brave and have a little faith in yourself."

"Does he know that both of you are back?"

Ethan knew in his heart Yasmine was referring to his cousin, Sebastian Simons.

"He doesn't know."

"Does your aunt know?"

"No one else knows except you."

"Give me your number. It's easier for me to contact you if there’s anything."

"I can give you my contact, but you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone that you saw me.”

Yasmine stared at him. "Do you trust me that I won't go back on my promise?"

"You're not that kind of person. I could tell at first glance." Ethan gave her his phone number and got up to pay the bill. He left so quickly after that, Yasmine did not even get to say goodbye.

Yasmine sat alone in the cafe for a very long time. Through the window, she looked at the people passing by. She suddenly felt very lost, not knowing what lay ahead in the future.

She sat in the cafe until the sunset. If it was not for Sebastian’s phone call, she might have continued sitting there, deep in thought. She left and returned home with a gloomy face.

During dinner, Sebastian noticed her absent-mindedness. He took a piece of rib for her, "Why are you not having any of the meat? Are you going to be a vegetarian like my mum?"

Madam Simons glared at her son and said, "Since when did my being a vegetarian bother you?”