"You'll know when you get there."
The wretched man looked at Yasmine and took her bag away. He squinted his eyes and smiled maliciously, "Wait for me here. I'll be back soon."
"Give me back my bag!"
Yasmine Taylor was about to chase after the man when the bouncer stopped her, "Don't worry, Miss. He'll give it back to you soon."
"Could I please borrow your cellphone? I want to call the police."
"Call the police? What for?"
"Didn't you see it? That man took my bag away!"
"He will give it back to you when he comes out."
"Are you saying that I should wait here so that he could continue harassing me later?"
"Don't worry, he will not be harassing you anymore. I promise that you won't lose a single strand of hair, otherwise, we will take full responsibility for whatever happens."
Yasmine saw that the bouncer was serious. It didn't seem like he would trick her, so she sat down angrily and waited for the man to appear again.
It was about ten minutes later when the perverted man finally returned. Yasmine was shocked at what she saw.
She was stunned and she asked in horror, "What... what happened to you?"
If it wasn't for that distinguishable set of yellow teeth, Yasmine wouldn't have recognized the person in front of her. The man's face had been beaten up to a point where it was completely swollen and bruised.
"Miss, I'm sorry. I was wrong to behave that way. It won't happen again."
The man politely returned her bag and ran away in fear.
For an entire minute, Yasmine could not comprehend what happened there. When she finally regained her senses, she shifted her focus toward the room which the man had exited from.
In a quick decision, she immediately carried her bag and walked toward the third private room.
Thump! Thump! She knocked hard on the door. When the door opened, an unrecognizable face emerged and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, are you the only one in this room?"
"Yes, what's the matter?"
She bit her lip and shook her head, "Never mind, it's nothing."
However, Yasmine did not leave right after. Instead, she hid and waited at a corner. About five to six minutes later, the door opened once again and a group of seven people exited the room. The person walking in front was none other than Sebastian Simons.
She bolted towards him and stared directly at him without uttering a single word. Sebastian was stunned for a moment. Evidently, he did not expect that Yasmine was still in the bar. He turned his eyes slightly to the people behind him and instructed, "You all may leave first."
After everyone left, he asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? Am I not supposed to be the one asking you that question? What the h*ll are you doing here?!"
Yasmine's voice was so loud that even the waiters looked at her with confusion.
"Let's go in and talk."
Sebastian didn't want to be peeped by others, so he dragged Yasmine into the room and shut the door tight.
"Don't you know that places like these are unsafe? This is not a place you should be at."
"If this is not the place I should be in, then why are you here?"
"I'm a man. We are different."
"So what if you're a man? Does it mean that men can go wherever they want, whereas women like me should just stay at home?"
Sebastian was visibly angered by her response. He frowned and roared, "If I hadn't been here just now, you would have been harassed by that pervert!"
"So what? It's none of your business. Since you don't love me anymore, why do you still care about me?"
"I don't care about you." "You say that, but your actions indicate otherwise. Do you think that I'm that foolish to not sense it at all?!"
Yasmine cornered Sebastian into a tight spot, making his heart tremble in panic.
"I have accepted Gabriel as you wished, and I also want to forget our past and live a good life with him. But why? Why must you make it difficult to forget about you even after you've pushed me away? Don't you know that it hurts me so much? What exactly do you want to see happen to me before you are finally contented?"
Yasmine's tears further exacerbated Sebastian's pain. He was in pain ever since Yasmine left him, and it had been this way until now. A man's dignity would sometimes forbid him to confess certain truths, and for Sebastian, he had chosen to keep the truths to himself until the day he dies.
"You should leave, and go somewhere far away from B City. Just as I had said before, don't come back again..."
Sebastian suddenly said wearily.
Yasmine was desperate. She looked at Sebastian blankly and said, "This will be the last time I ask. Do you mean whatever that you say? Is this what you really want?"
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