The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 172

"It's not too bad."

Sebastian Simons smiled. It was indeed tiring, but it was not physical exhaustion. The repressed yearning for her in his heart was harder for him to handle.

"Are my parents doing well?" he asked.

"Yes, they're alright. Mom has accepted the fact that Tiffany has left home, and her mood has gotten a lot better these days," she replied.

"What about you? Are you okay?"

Yasmine Taylor nodded, "Of course, I'm good."

Sebastian's return made the dull atmosphere hanging over the house more lively. Madam Simons ordered the servants to prepare a full table of food and stuffed them onto her son's plate. "Eat more. Why did you lose so much weight..."

"Did everything go well in Saudi?"

The father and son pair always talked about work, although he was also concerned about his son's life away from home.

"Yes, it went well."

Sebastian nodded and scooped some soup for Yasmine. "You should eat more."

Madam Simons smiled at her husband, "Why is our son so different from you? He treats his wife so well." "Are you saying that I don't treat you well enough?"

"You only care about yourself. When did you ever get food for me?" they bickered.

"They're just being polite to each other. We've been together for decades. Do we still need to put up a show of affection?"

Everyone burst into laughter. It seems like they had returned to the relaxed atmosphere when Tiffany was still home.

After dinner, Yasmine went to their room and unpacked Sebastian's luggage. She pointed to the bathroom, "Go and take a hot bath. It must have been a tiring flight."

"Okay."

Sebastian entered the bathroom and stood under the shower, letting the cold water drench him from head to toe. One month of calmness had lightened the burden in his heart. When he saw Yasmine at the airport, he had no other thoughts other than a yearning for her. His guilt and self-blame were all forgotten in the distant kingdom Saudi as time went by.

He had decided to keep that secret in his heart forever and that he would treat Yasmine better in the future to make up for the wrong that he did that night.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Yasmine had already done unpacking his luggage. She took out a dry towel, "Let me dry your hair for you."

Sebastian sat on a stool. Yasmine stood in front of him, gently and carefully wiping the water off his hair. She had already changed into a sexy nightgown, knowing that tonight would definitely be a romantic night. They had been apart for a month. Both their body and their heart had missed each other so much.

She wiped his hair for a long time, but Sebastian did not move at all. She could not help but feel a little weird. She finally made a move to sit down on his lap and hooked her arms around his neck. Slowly and gently, she wanted to take the initiative to kiss him.

There was a brief illusion in Sebastian's mind. His vision was blurred as if he saw Abigail Tanner slowly approaching him that night. He frantically bounced up and pushed Yasmine aside.

"Sebastian..."

Yasmine looked at him in surprise. She didn't understand why he would suddenly treat her like this.

Only then did Sebastian realize that he had acted strangely. He hugged her tightly and apologized, "I'm sorry, I may be too tired."

"It's okay." Seeing the exhaustion in his eyes, Yasmine didn't ponder much about it. Instead, she gestured to the bed and said, "Go to sleep. The dark circles around your eyes are so heavy. I suspect that you haven't slept in the past month at all."

In fact, Sebastian did not sleep well in the past month because he had too much running in his mind. Every time he closed his eyes, he could see Yasmine looking at him, her eyes filled with blame, anger, and despair.

"Yasmine, I'm facing insomnia recently. Please sing Yasmine hugged his head and stroked his hair while singing the cradle song that her mother often sang for her when she was a child. Under her gentle touch and hypnotic voice, Sebastian finally fell asleep soundly.

That night, he didn't wake up in the middle of the night. It had been a whole month since he slept as peacefully as tonight. As expected, he couldn't live without Yasmine.

Under the same night sky, a graceful figure stood in front of a French window, listening to the person behind her saying, "Sebastian has returned."

The woman turned around, and there was a devilish smile on her angelic face under the moonlight. "Then, the show is about to begin."

In the early morning, Sebastian was in a good mood. Maybe because he had slept well, he looked rather different from yesterday after shaving his beard. It seemed that he had returned to the handsome man in the past.

He and Yasmine went downstairs side by side and he pulled out the chair for her. They sat down and began the wonderful morning with a wonderful breakfast.

"Wow, the treatment for the son and the daughter-in-law is really different. When the son comes back, the dishes for dinner and breakfast are better than usual." Titus Simons joked.

Madam Simons smiled, "Nonsense. Since when did I starve you?"

"I didn't say I was starved, but they definitely weren't this sumptuous..."

Yasmine picked up a sandwich and ate with a piece of half- cooked steak. Maybe it tasted good, or because Sebastian had come back, she found herself enjoying it more.

"Have some milk."

Sebastian glanced at her, afraid that she would choke if she ate too fast.

"Okay."

Just as Yasmine was about to take a sip of the milk, she heard a loud noise coming from the door. "Miss, I haven't reported it yet. You can't go in."

"I have something urgent to discuss with Sebastian."

"You need to give me a moment to inform them. If our young master agrees then only could you come in."

"Go away."

Abigail glared at the guard in front of her with a dark face and rushed into the living room confidently.

"What are you doing here?"

The family had already come out of the dining room and stood in front of Abigail.

Abigail glanced at everyone with sharp eyes and sneered, "Very well, all of you are here. Now I could make it clear to you once and for all."

Sebastian stepped forward quickly, grabbed her arm, and gritted his teeth, "Come out with me." "I'm not going out. It's necessary for them to know what I am about to say."

Abigail shook his hand off and looked forward, saying faintly, "I'm pregnant."

The atmosphere was frozen in an instant, and everyone looked at her in shock. Yasmine's heart skipped a beat and her face suddenly turned pale.

"What does your pregnancy have to do with our family?"