The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 174

Her heart was in turmoil. Under the painful mental torture, Yasmine Taylor eventually succumbed to the emotions. She took a coat and put it on, and she walked toward the door of the living room.

Sebastian Simons had his eyes closed tightly, feeling the baptism of the heavy rain. The rain seemed to have touched his heart, washing away the tiredness, bit by bit. He did not feel cold nor tired. He also had no regrets about his persistence at the moment.

Suddenly, the rain stopped and a familiar scent approached him. He slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was the woman he had been thinking about day and night. She was holding a green umbrella and staring at him deeply.

"Go back. What could you solve by standing here?"

Yasmine was indifferent and she was about to leave. She suddenly heard him say, "What could you solve by hiding here?"

She turned her head and said, "I'm not hiding. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I hide?"

"Are you going to live like this for the rest of your life? Are you going to stay away from me even when you see me standing outside your window for the rest of your life?"

"I just don't feel that I have the courage to face you." "What do you want me to do? What should I do to make you forgive me?"

"You don't need to do anything. It's no longer a matter of forgiveness."

Sebastian's body was trembling. He understood what Yasmine was talking about. Yasmine turned around and pretended to be calm as she said, "Don't come here anymore. Don't stand there like a fool when I haven't thought of how to face the truth."

She took sure steps, trying to get out of Sebastian's sight. Sebastian's vision blurred again, and he could not see her back clearly anymore. He could only see a green umbrella go further and further away from him. At that moment, his heart was aching terribly, as if he would lose the most important thing to him as soon as the green light disappeared.

"Yasmine, don't go, don't leave me..."

All of a sudden, he rushed forward like a madman and hugged Yasmine tightly from behind. He buried his face in her neck and said sadly, "I don't know what Sebastian Simons would become without Yasmine Taylor. I have no confidence in myself at all..."

Tears flowed out of Yasmine's eyes, and the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground. The two of them, who could not stay by each other's side despite loving each other deeply, cried sadly under the rainy night.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have forgotten your warning that night. I gave Abigail a chance to trap me. All of this could've been avoided. I trusted her too much and because of that, you are suffering such a loss. I'm sorry, Yasmine. It hurts me too." "It's too late to say anything. Since things had already turned out this way, you should be responsible for the things you had done."

How desperate she must be to say such helpless words...

Sebastian was very angry. "Anyone can say this to me but not you. You should know my feelings for you best!"

"What's the point of knowing your feelings for me? Will that child belong to another person because I know what your feelings for me are?"

"How can you prove that the child is mine?"

"Then how can you prove that the child is not yours?"

"Since we can't prove it, don't worry about the existence of this child. As long as we love each other sincerely, nothing can separate us."

Yasmine sneered and said, "How can you escape? It's a living child, not a toy. You can't ignore it as you please."

"Then what on earth do you want? Aren't you upset to see me miserable every day?"

"Are you the only one who feels miserable?"

Yasmine cried and turned around. "It's not about what I want to do now. I have no choice at all. I've always been helpless in my life."

"At the very least, I thought that you would stay by my side and face whatever obstacles were thrown to us, no matter how difficult it gets. You often say that as long as we did our best, the results would not matter. However, it seems like this principle does not matter when it comes to you. Even if there's one in a billion chance that the child is not mine, you should hold on to it, shouldn't you..."

Sebastian's voice trembled, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone. He hoped that Yasmine would stand with him during this difficult time.

However, he was disappointed when Yasmine did not say anything. She walked into the villa again and closed the heavy door. He felt as if she was going further and further away from him.

The rain was still falling. He picked the lonely umbrella off the ground, dragged his lead-filled legs, and left in despair.