The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 167

"There may be many men who are better than you, but it has nothing to do with me. I like you, and no one will ever replace you!"

The two of them was arguing back and forth until one o'clock in the afternoon. Fynn Jaymond looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to buy a ticket."

He pulled her up and dragged her to the airport. Tiffany Simons struggled hard, "Let me go. I said I won't go back."

"Stop it!"

Fynn roared angrily, "Are you trying to annoy me even more?"

He pulled Tiffany forcefully into the airport. When he was buying the ticket for her, Tiffany slipped away and hid in a quiet and hidden place.

Was he going to make her go back? No way. He didn't know how much effort she had put in to find him.

Fynn realized that Tiffany was nowhere to be found after he bought the ticket. He looked around worriedly. Tiffany was secretly happy as she saw him looking for her frantically.

When she was happily thinking to herself, she unexpectedly found that Fynn had disappeared from her sight. Fynn had gone to look for the surveillance video. His intuition told him that Tiffany must still be at the airport.

When she was looking around, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. She turned around in horror. When she saw it was Fynn who patted her, she felt a chill in her heart.

"Do you still want to play hide-and-seek with me?"

Fynn glared at her, "Follow me." It was a fierce order from him.

Tiffany shook his hand off and burst into tears. "Do you have to do this to me? Do you know how I feel when I came to find you?"

"I knew you sneaked out. Your brother called me." Fynn said.

"Did he ask you to force me to go back, or were you the one who didn't want to see me?" she asked.

"I'm not here to have fun. I'm in a very bad mood now. I want to be alone. Please don't disturb me, okay?"

"I won't disturb you. I will stay quietly by your side. As long as we could eat and chat together, I will be satisfied."

Fynn rubbed his forehead impatiently and said, "Am I not clear enough? I want to be alone. Even if you stay with me without saying a word, I will still feel uncomfortable, do you understand?"

Tiffany didn't say anything. Tears quickly filled her eyes. After a long silence, the boarding notice of her flight came from the hall. She said nothing as she grabbed the plane ticket from Fynn and left without looking back.

Fynn stared at her disappearing back. Fie wanted to say something but he eventually swallowed his words back. After a while, he received a text message, "No matter how much you dislike me, you don't have to show it to me. I will be happy as long as you would find the time to eat with me occasionally, just like how you did in the past. I could then just tell myself that that man likes me, but he just didn't show it."

Tiffany came with excitement but returned with disappointment. She didn't say a word when she got home. She just went upstairs expressionless.

When Yasmine Taylor came back from the company in the evening, she heard from the servants that Tiffany was back, so she hurried to Tiffany's room. She was worried when she saw Tiffany covering herself with the quilt and sleeping on the bed. "What's wrong? Why are you back so soon?"

She already had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Yasmine, this is the last time. I won't throw my dignity away anymore just to go after someone who doesn't like me."

Tiffany's voice sounded hoarse, and it was probably because she had cried so much. Fynn's coldness was the last straw.

Yasmine didn't know what to say. She could understand the helplessness of unreciprocated love, so she could only comfort her sister-in-law. "Well, at least you tried. It's not your fault that Fynn doesn't like you. It's his loss and he has no taste. Fie will regret it one day."

Waa.....

Tiffany threw herself into Yasmine's arms and burst into tears. She was crying so hard that she couldn't catch her breath. The fact that she was rejected again and again by Fynn had destroyed her fragile heart.

Yasmine stroked her hair dotingly and let her release the pain in her heart. Gradually, Tiffany stopped crying. Yasmine could not even hear the sound of sobbing.

She felt that something was wrong. When she lowered her eyes, she was shocked to see that Tiffany had fainted.

"Tiffany, Tiffany!" She shouted in panic, but Tiffany had already passed out.

In the hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant, Yasmine and the rest of the family waited outside the emergency room anxiously. Sebastian Simons stood in front of the window with a heavy expression. Yasmine struggled for a long time before she finally walked over and said guiltily, "I'm sorry..."

Sebastian glanced at her and asked, "Why are you saying sorry?"

"I shouldn't have encouraged Tiffany to go after Fynn. If she didn't go to him, Tiffany wouldn't have..." Yasmine said.

"Forget about it, this was going to happen sooner or later anymore. It's just a coincidence that she happened to have gone after Fynn."

"Will she be alright?" she asked.

"We won't know until the doctor comes out."

Sebastian's expression was solemn, and Yasmine could not help but feel even more guilty. She silently prayed for her sister-in-law to be out from danger as soon as possible or she would definitely blame herself for the rest of her life.