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The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 198

Titus Simons was sent into the emergency room in the middle of the night. After two hours of emergency resuscitation, the doctor finally emerged from the room.

"How is my father?"

Sebastian Simons asked nervously.

"Old Mr. Simons had a heart attack. The patient is now out of danger, but he will be monitored closely under the intensive care unit for a period of time. You can visit him, but make sure to take good care to not trigger or overstimulate him."

"Okay."

Sebastian nodded painfully. When he walked to his mother's side, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying. "Mom, it's alright now. Don't worry."

He instructed the driver to send his mother home for a good rest while he stayed in the hospital. At midnight, he came to his father's ward and gently stroked his haggard face. He said sadly, "I'm sorry, Dad. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made you mad. I know I'm not a good son, even I have started to hate myself..."

"Sebastian..."

Titus woke up to his son's voice, "Don't hate yourself. It's all my fault. You're a good son, but... I'm not a good father." "It's my fault. I'm always so rebellious, I did so many things that made you unhappy. I thought I would feel better by going against your wishes. I now realized that no matter what I do, I still can't relieve the pain in my heart. I'm still so sad. Dad, I'm so sad. I'm in agony..."

Sebastian opened up and burst into tears in front of his father. He was in so much pain that few people could comprehend what he had gone through.

"I'm sorry, son, I'm really sorry..." Titus shed his tears too. Seeing his own son in agony, it was difficult for Titus to not feel the same too. "I have ruined your life and the relationship you once held dearly. You must have hated me so much. It doesn't matter, maybe I'll feel better if you actually do..."

Sebastian raised his head and held his father's hand. "I don't hate you. I really don't. You don't have to blame yourself. Just get better soon. Mom needs you. So do I."

Sebastian wanted to tell his father how much he loved him, but he did not manage to utter those words. After all, blood had always been thicker than water. Even if he didn't say it, his father would understand his sentiments.

"It's been a while since we last drank and chatted. When I get better, we must have a good drink together."

"For sure."

Sebastian nodded heavily and laid his head onto his father's chest.

Sebastian did not sleep that night. The next morning, Fynn Jaymond arrived at the hospital and told Sebastian, "President Sebastian, you've been here the whole night. You should get some good rest. I'll take care of your father."

"Then I'm handing this to you. I'll head back to the company first."

Fynn halted Sebastian and asked, "Aren't you going home to rest?"

"I'm not tired."

Sebastian nodded and rushed back to the company.

By hook or by crook, Sebastion needed to be at Yaslor Corporation on that day. After all, it was Yasmine's last day at the company.

Standing at his office window, Sebastian looked down at the ground floor of the building from above. Yasmine Taylor and Gabriel Smith were bidding farewell to the company's colleagues together. Sebastian did not send them off as he disliked occasions like these.

It was unclear whether it was intentional, but Yasmine's sight shifted upwards for a moment and met with Sebastian's. It was a momentary occurrence, yet it had brought great pain to both of them.

They were once again at a point of separation, and this time, it may be for good.

The car started moving, however, neither of them attempted to reach out to each other. Just like two years ago, the two persons once again walked out of each other's lives.

A month later.

Titus' condition was still unstable. He continued staying in the hospital so that he could undergo the necessary treatments whenever possible.

One day, Claudine Tucker made an uninvited appearance into Titus' ward. She brought along a bouquet of fresh flowers and a fruit basket. Claudine stared at the frail man and said, "Hello Titus, I've come to visit."

Titus opened his eyes and asked weakly, "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't I just say that I'm here to see you?"

"There's no need for you to do that."

Claudine was visibly saddened. She sat on the bedside chair and asked, "Do you hate me that much?"

"I will never like a woman as cunning as you are until my last breathe."

These words hurt Claudine deeply, especially considering how much she had endured for the past decades. She grimaced and said, "Cunning would be a word to describe a woman like Mila. She resorted to unscrupulous means to take you away from me, how have you not figured out her true colors until today?"

"She never took what was yours, because I have always belonged to her. Claudine, listen clearly now, I have never loved you even for a single second."

Titus' reply completely shattered Claudine's heart. However, she suddenly let out a burst of shrill laughter and said, "Is that so? Well, if that's the case, then let me tell you one thing..."

She leaned over and whispered something into Titus' ear. When she finished, Titus' face completely turned pale. He squeezed his chest and pointed at Claudine with his trembling fingers, "You... how dare you..."

Ha-ha-ha-ha—

Claudine's laughter was creepy. She turned around and left the room smugly. She thought that if she had to suffer, then everyone had to bear the same fate too!

Titus slowly calmed down. He stared blankly at the ceiling. As he shed his final tears, his eyes also closed forever.

Sadly, it was an unwilling departure.

Sebastian stood in front of his French window, holding a cup of warm coffee in his hand. Today, his eyelids kept twitching, and he felt inexplicably uneasy. Hence, he was unable to work and could only resort to coffee to keep himself energized. Perhaps he had been working too hard recently.

At this moment, the door of the office opened and Fynn dashed into the room. With a grim look on his face, Fynn announced, "President Sebastian, the Old Master... the Old Master... He has passed away."

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