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The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 115

"The rain warmed my heart. Giving you my all for the rest of my life. The warmth of your gaze taught me to be strong. To never give up whenever I fall."

As the atmosphere in the hall had hit the climax, Yasmine Taylor's eyes landed on Abigail Tanner. She was like a quiet rose, blooming in the darkness, emitting her unique fragrance.

Her eyes were fixed on the man who was singing for her on the stage. The expression on her face was rather indifferent, and there seemed to be a gentle smile on her lips, but there was no affection of a woman towards a man in her eyes.

Yasmine smiled. Ironically, Ethan's love towards her was one-sided too.

The entire performance was very exhilarating. When the concert had finally come to an end, everyone was reluctant to leave. After Ethan Zordon's 90-degree bow, the performance was officially over.

Yasmine remained seated where she was and did not move. The people around her left the theater one after another. After almost everyone had left, she finally got up and walked towards the exit. About 200 meters away from the exit, she saw Abigail, who was waiting for Ethan to come out.

When she walked over, Abigail was a little surprised to see her, but she didn't show any intention to avoid her at all.

"Miss Taylor, what a coincidence." Abigail smiled at her.

"Yes, what a coincidence. Are you waiting for Ethan?"

She did not deny it and nodded. "Yes."

"What's your relationship with him?"

"We're just friends."

"Although I don't know what kind of role he plays beside you, but even a fool can tell that Ethan loves you very much. I often think to what extent should one love a woman until he can bear the name of a traitor for that woman?"

Abigail's face darkened. "We are just good friends."

"Oh, it seems like it's just one-sided love then. Do you know that he was in a fight today because of you?"

"A fight?"

Abigail raised her eyebrows. It was obvious that she didn't know about it.

"Yes, with Sebastian."

"Why?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Abigail's eyes once again.

"Why? What else could it be? He said that you were forced to leave Sebastian and that your family was destroyed because of the Simons family. Can you please tell me what's going on?"

Abigail's face suddenly turned pale. She said coldly, "Sorry, I don't feel like talking about it now. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't tell you." Her refusal was direct and ruthless. Yasmine took a deep breath and said, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Just a word of advice, you should cherish the person who is always by your side. Not everyone can follow you around without a complaint or any regrets like Ethan does. Even Sebastian may not be able to that."

After that, she stepped on the damp ground and left.

"Give him back to me."

Suddenly, Abigail's cold voice came from behind. Yasmine was stunned for a moment, thinking that she might have heard it wrongly. "Sorry, what did you say?"

"I said, give Sebastian back to me."

"Why?"

"Based on our many years of relationship, and that we still love each other."

"You still love each other. Is this something that you have thought of yourself, or did Sebastian tell you that?"

"There's no need for him to tell me. I can see his through his heart at one glance."

"Oh, you're so full of yourself." Yasmine sneered and said eloquently, "Whether Sebastian still loves you or not, I can't give him back to you, because I was the one who saved him from the darkness and hopelessness."

"There was a reason for me to leave him."

"No matter what the reason was, you are not qualified to say this to me now. To really love somebody is not to escape from them when it's difficult, but to face it together. When you chose to let go of this relationship three years ago, you had already lost the opportunity to be accepted by him again."

Abigail raised her head and her eyes were filled with tears. "I will certainly make Sebastian come back to me. I will let you see who is really conceited and full of herself now."

"Bring it on then. In this lifetime, there hasn't been anything that I'm afraid of."

Yasmine raised her chin confidently and turned around to leave angrily.

Not long after she left, Ethan rushed out of the performance hall and happily waved to Abigail. "Abigail, have you been waiting for a long time?"

He took off the beige scarf that his fans had given to him and put it around Abigail's neck. He then grabbed her hand and rubbed it hard. "Hurry up and warm up, hurry up and warm up."

It seemed as if he was chanting some scriptures. Abigail suddenly broke into laughter and said, "Ethan, thank you."

These words came from the bottom of her heart. In the past three years, if it wasn't for his company, she really didn't know how she'd get through the hardship, although she was being selfish and had never acknowledged his feelings for her.

"Why did you cry just now? Which rascal dared to make our Abigail cry?"

Abigail sniffed and confessed, "Your cousin's current wife, Yasmine Taylor." When Ethan heard of Yasmine's name, his expression immediately froze. He let go of Abigail's hand and said softly, "Do you really have to take away the happiness that belongs to her?"

"It should have belonged to me."

"But you have to admit that Sebastian has fallen in love with her now."

"Does she know him better or do I know him more? When he is at most vulnerable state, her intervention will surely make him develop feelings for her."

"What about me? I've been by your side for so long, have you ever had any feelings for me? Even just a little bit."

Abigail was at a lost for words. It was not that she didn't have an answer, but they all knew it in their hearts.

Ethan couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes. He took her hand and said gloomily, "Let's go. Just pretend that I never asked."

Yasmine walked alone on the cold street, with her numb hands in the pockets of her coat. She lowered her head and stared at the ground. She continued to walk forward, one step after another. As she walked, she suddenly bumped into someone. She raised her head in panic and was about to apologize when she saw that it was Sebastian who was standing in front of her.

She frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

"The concert was wonderful, wasn't it?"

She was shocked again. "How did you know that I went to the concert?"

"I've installed a tracker on you."

"Tch."

Yasmine snorted angrily and continued to move forward. At this time, she was not in the mood to kid around with him.

"Are you looking for money? You're keeping your head down all the time."

"It's none of your business."

When she thought of what Abigail had said, that she and Sebastian still loves each other, she was extremely furious.

In front of her rival in love, she could pretend to be confident and acted as if she was not emotionally affected at all. But in front of Sebastian, she did not want to hide her true feelings.

"I guess that you should be hungry by now. Let's go get something warm for dinner. It's such a bliss to have dinner together on such a cold day.

Yasmine halted her steps and questioned him angrily, "How can you still talk about dinner like nothing had happened?"

"There's nothing going on anyway."

"Nothing at all? Abigail has just declared war against me!"

Sebastian was stunned for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter. "She is declaring war against you, but not me. Why should I feel that something is wrong?"

"You are the reward of this war. Whoever wins will get you. Don't you worry that our relationship will come to an end because of her intervention?"

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