The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 166

On the top floor of the hotel, Fynn Jaymond was holding a bottle of whiskey and chugging it down desperately. Sebastian Simons walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder. "Are you okay?"

He looked at Sebastian lifelessly. "I'm fine."

"There's no need to be sad for that woman. You should be glad that you discovered her dishonesty before getting married to her. You have avoided being a cuckold." Sebastian said.

"What's the difference between this and being a cuckold?"

Fynn laughed at himself mockingly.

"At least you won't experience this in the future. God knows how long you would continue to be in the dark if you didn't see her betrayal clearly today."

Two years of relationship ended just like this. Fynn's heart was aching terribly. From now on, he would no longer believe in love, and he would never give his heart to anyone easily ever again.

The supposedly sweet journey ended in haste because of Fynn's break- up. Fynn requested a month's leave from Sebastian after they returned. He needed time to sort out his messy mood and broken feelings.

However, Sebastian was swamped with work the moment Fynn took a break. He had to handle the things that he didn't even need to do before. This made him leave for work early every day and come home late every night. After he got home, he still had to work until midnight. Finally, Yasmine couldn't take it anymore.

"Do you know we haven't had dinner together for the past week?"

She stood in front of Sebastian's desk and complained to him.

Sebastian tapped relentlessly on his keyboard as he stared at the computer screen, "I've been very busy lately."

"Oh, you used to say that I'm more important than your work. It seems that it's all a lie."

He looked at her and asked calmly, "Are you complaining that I have neglected you?"

Yasmine rolled her eyes at him grumpily. "I'm not complaining that you've neglected me. I just can't bear to see you so tired."

"Fynn is on leave. As the president of the company, how could I not work hard?" Sebastian replied.

"Don't you have two beautiful secretaries to help you with your work?"

"They are just dealing with simple matters. Fynn was the one who was in charge of the company's confidential work. His work can't be handed over to others casually," he explained.

"Oh..."

Yasmine understood. Glancing at Sebastian's tired expression, she asked cautiously, "How about I help you out?" "You?" Sebastian laughed.

"Yes, don't underestimate me. I have learned business management and commercial planning by myself."

Sebastian paused, thinking about how Yasmine had dealt with Henry Taylor a long time ago. He thought that she was good in business and he could not help but agree, "Sounds like a good idea. If you feel bored at home, you can help me with my work."

In fact, Sebastian had a selfish intention. He wanted Yasmine by his side even at his work. That way, he would be able to see her even more often.

Yasmine's learning ability turned out to be completely beyond his imagination. It only took her half a day to figure out the operation process.

Tiffany Simons soon knew about what had happened between Fynn and Willow. She came to the company in a hurry. When she saw Yasmine, she asked, "Yasmine, where is Fynn?"

Yasmine shook her head. "I only know that he's on vacation, but I don't know where he is exactly."

Tiffany frowned. "Why didn't you bring me with you that day?"

"The plan wouldn't have gone smoothly if you were there too," Yasmine said.

"I wouldn't ruin it."

Yasmine was busy with her work. She replied distractedly, "It's all in the past. Just forget it."

"Do you know where is Fynn?" Tiffany continued asking. "I really don't know. Don't you think I would tell you if I knew?"

Seeing that Yasmine didn't seem to be lying, Tiffany raised her chin, "I'm going to ask my brother. He must know."

She went to the president's office and asked pitifully, "Brother, where did Fynn go?"

Sebastian did not even spare her a glance. He said firmly, "I don't know."

"Impossible! How could you not know? You don't want to tell me, do you?"

Tiffany glared at him angrily.

"How would I know? I can't read his mind, can I?" Sebastian said.

"Well, I believe he would at least tell you where he was going!" Tiffany argued.

Sebastian sighed, "He is an adult, and he has his own life. He won't tell me everything. You are still in college, so you should focus on your studies. Stop thinking about him all day."

No matter how hard Tiffany begged him, Sebastian insisted that he didn't know. She never got the answer and she even got nagged in return.

When Yasmine saw her sister-in-law walking out of Sebastian's office filled with disappointment, she walked over to her and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you ask him?"

Tiffany nodded in tears, "Well, he didn't tell me, but I could see from his eyes that he obviously knows..."

Yasmine took a deep breath and comforted her. "You should head home first. Leave this to me."

"Yasmine, could you please help me?" Tiffany pleaded.

"I'll find out for you if he knows."

Tiffany returned home with gratitude. Yasmine went to the president's office with a stack of documents and threw them on the table. "When will Fynn come back?"

"What's wrong?"

Sebastian raised his eyes and looked at her in confusion.

"I'm so tired, but I'm not being paid. I'm just free labor," Yasmine complained.

Sebastian laughed and said, "How long have you been here? Has it even been three days?"