The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 170

Tiffany Simons was really gone. Titus Simons used all of his connections to search for his daughter but to no avail.

Madam Simons was in tears all day long. The originally warm and lively house suddenly felt empty. Everyone was still dwelling in the fact that Tiffany had left. They eventually forgot about the night when Sebastian Simons did not return home. No one doubted what had happened that night.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Titus gathered his family in the living room and solemnly announced, "From tomorrow onward, stop looking for Tiffany. We shall move on with our daily lives thereon."

Yasmine Taylor looked at him with shock. "Dad, Tiffany is still young. If we don't get her back, she will..."

"Maybe she is right. Your mother-in-law and I have been pampering her since she was little. It's time for her to become independent." he sighed.

"What if she met a bad person?"

It was not wrong to let her become independent, but this world was never a simple place. One had to go through many things before one could be independent.

"Since she has chosen this path, she has to bear the burden no matter what happens. It's impossible for us to protect her for the rest of her life." Madam Simons cried sadly. Yasmine walked over and hugged her. "Mom, don't be sad. Although Tiffany hasn't gone through much in life, she is a very smart girl. She will be able to take good care of herself even without your protection."

Sebastian sat by their side and said nothing. He looked stiff and rigid. He had been behaving like this since the day Tiffany left. Yasmine thought that it was because his sister had left home, but she did not know that this was only a small part of the reason. More importantly, he felt guilty and could not face Yasmine.

Although it was not out of his own will, he was clear that what had happened was more important than how it had happened.

After the family meeting, Yasmine comforted Madam Simons for a while before she went upstairs tiredly. Unexpectedly, Sebastian didn't bury himself in his work. Instead, he sat on the couch in the bedroom, smoking with a heavy heart.

The exquisite ashtray on the tea table in front of him already had three or four cigarette butts in it, sparkling with sparks that was not completely put out.

"Don't you have to work tonight?"

Yasmine sat next to him and asked softly.

Sebastian shook his head, "I'm a little tired. I'll rest early tonight."

She glanced at him with a distressed look and pulled him up. "Let's sit over there."

Yasmine pulled Sebastian to a stool and gestured to him to take a seat. Then she stood behind him and massaged his shoulders with care. "I know you're sad that Tiffany is gone. But, Dad's words actually made sense if you think about it carefully. It's time for her to be independent. What's more, she knew that Fynn pretended to accept her feelings. She will be sad if she continued staying at home. It'll be great if she could mend her heart in a different environment."

Sebastian didn't say anything. She continued, "Now that Tiffany's operation is successful, nothing would threaten her life anymore. She is smart and lovely. No matter where she goes, she will be welcomed."

Sebastian suddenly held her slender hands and pulled her to sit down in front of him. He looked at her intently and said, "Yasmine, do you trust me?"

Yasmine was startled. She nodded her head, "I trust you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just asking." He smiled wryly.

"By the way, have you met with Abigail last time?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered.

"Did she say anything?"

"Nothing much. She gave me the evidence."

Yasmine's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? That's the only bargaining chip that she could use to threaten us. Why would she hand it over so easily?"

"She really gave it to me. If you don't believe me, you could go and have a look. It's in the drawer of my office."

Sebastian's voice was bland and powerless, and there was an indescribable hollowness in his eyes. "Could it be that she has something more important in her grasp? That's why she was willing to hand over the evidence."

Yasmine was just joking, but little did she know that her words had caused a vigorous stir in Sebastian's heart.

He stared at her and wanted to confess, but instead, he said, "There's nothing like that."

Yasmine smiled, "I know there won't be such a thing. I was just teasing you."

She sat on Sebastian's lap and put her hands around his neck. She closed her eyes and said, "Since she has given us the evidence, you'd better not meet her again in the future, okay?"

"Okay."

Sebastian nodded in a hoarse voice.

When he stumbled upon Yasmine's secret a long time ago, he felt angry and confused. He was even disappointed because she was dishonest to him. At that moment, he really did not understand her. He still could not understand the reason behind it even after they had become closer. It was only now that he finally understood the difficulties and helplessness which would prevent a person from confessing after experiencing the same state of mind.

"Yasmine."

"Hmm?"

Yasmine opened her eyes and looked at him with her head tilted. "What's wrong?"

"I'm going somewhere tomorrow. I might be away for at least a month," he said.

"That long? Where are you going?"

The sleepy girl suddenly became alert as she asked in shock.