The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 127

"You're taking things too seriously. I'm not a doll. I have my own thoughts and views and it's not up to anyone to grab them or hand them out as they wish."

"Do you have to go?"

"I have to go, forgetting about love in the past. This is what my family owes her."

Yasmine Taylor wanted to continue, but when she heard of Sebastian Simons's words, she couldn't say anything else.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. I'll come back as soon as possible."

Sebastian leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. He gently patted her cheek and said, "Don't think too much. I won't do anything that will upset you."

He left. He went to another woman. Yasmine looked at the empty villa and felt extremely disappointed.

She got up, went to the bathroom, and lay down in a tub full of hot water. As she thought about what her mother-in-law had said the other day, she stroked her flat belly and muttered to herself, "When are you coming..."

Sebastian arrived at Abigail Tanner's residence on Violet Garden Road. The door was half-closed so he walked in and shouted in the dark house, "Abigail, are you there?" "Sebastian, I'm here."

The voice came from the sofa. Sebastian groped over to the direction of her voice and asked, "Where is the light switch?"

"Ten more steps forward."

Sebastian took another ten steps forward and managed to get to the switch on the wall. With a snap, he turned on the lights. He looked back and saw that Abigail was curling up on the sofa. Her face was very pale, and her hair was soaked with sweat.

"How did it get so serious?"

He reached out and touched her forehead. It was like a hot stove. He quickly picked her up and hurried to his car which parked outside of the house. He then drove the car to the hospital in a hurry.

He went to the emergency room. Fortunately, it was just a cold. After receiving a session of IV drips, her fever began to recede.

"How much longer do I have to do this?"

Abigail gritted her teeth and stared at the needle on her arm. Sebastian knew that she was afraid of pain. He knew better than anyone else that what Abigail feared the most was getting injections and IV drips.

"Two more bottles."

"Do I really need so much? Let's go home, okay? I feel much better now."

Sebastian glared at her and said, "How can we go back now? If we don't get rid of the virus completely, the fever might come back again in the evening."

"But it hurts."

She finally showed a sense of cowardice. The more afraid a person was, the more sensitive the person would be to something. Just like Abigail's case, although she wasn't allergic to the solution, as long as the needle was inserted into her hand, the back of her hand would swell up immediately, regardless of where it was being pierced.

Sebastian thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me." Then he got up and went out of the ward.

Ten minutes later, he came back with a bag of snacks in his hand and said to Abigail, "Open your mouth."

Abigail opened her mouth obediently. He then put a sweet lollipop into her mouth.

"How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Abigail shook her head and said with a choking voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

The tears slowly blurred her eyes. It had been so long, and he still remembered that when she was sick, a lollipop could relieve all her discomfort.

Sebastian's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Yasmine's who was calling, he immediately answered, "Hello?"

"When will you be back?"

"Probably quite late. It's going to take a while because Abigail is receiving her drips. You can go to sleep first. Don't need to wait up for me." "Don't they have nurses who can take care of her?"

"It's late at night now. The nurses are off work. Please be obedient and just go to sleep first, okay?"

"I'll wait until you come back and then only I'll go to sleep."

Yasmine hung up the phone without giving him a chance to reply, then he wouldn't have the chance to refuse. She wanted him to know that as long as he's not back, she wouldn't go to sleep, and she wouldn't be able to fall asleep.

She went to the balcony in her pajamas. The cold wind was blowing outside, but she didn't feel cold at all. She was sitting on the stool like a fool, waiting for Sebastian to return home.

It's getting late in the night, she couldn't help but sneeze a few times. She then returned to the bedroom, put on a coat on herself, and went back to the balcony while listening to the sound of waves hitting on the rock as she waited for her sweetheart to come back.

At half-past eleven, she called Sebastian again. This time, his voice was very light, as if he was afraid of waking up the person who had fallen asleep beside him.

"Is it not done yet?"

"No, there's still some left."

"You can come back before 12 o'clock then?"

"Why are you not asleep yet?" Sebastian was a little angry. "Do you know what time it is?"

"I've already said that I won't sleep as long as you're not back home." "Yasmine, why are you acting capriciously now? Abigail is sick, how can I go back now?"

"Then don't care if I'm sleeping or not! My husband is accompanying my rival so you tell me how am I able to fall asleep?"

Sebastian could not say a word. He understood Yasmine's worry. Women were always worried that they might lose something. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back as soon as she's done with the drips."

When Abigail finished her drips, it was exactly 12 o'clock. Sebastian covered up the quilt for her and just when he was about to leave, his shirt was being tugged.