The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 202

Yasmine's heart was aching. She hugged Sebastian and said, "I know, I know. It doesn't matter. No matter what you've become, you're the most perfect man in my heart. I'm willing to help you get through this."

All of a sudden, Sebastian's body became as stiff as a rock. He asked in distress, "How did you know?"

"Because I believe that you, who once loved me as much as you love your life, would not hate me to the point where you couldn't even stand to look at me just because I left you two years ago."

Yasmine's heart softened Sebastian's frozen and desperate heart. He slowly buried his head in her chest like an injured child eager to obtain his mother's love.

"Don't be sad. It's not a big deal. It's just some bad memories. As long as we have enough determination, we will be able to free our hearts from the dark shadows in our lives."

Yasmine stroked his hair gently to comfort his wounded soul. "From now on, just give yourself to me. Even though this may be something unspeakable in front of others, there's no need for you to keep your dignity in front of me. I'll be your shadow. A shadow will never hate its own body."

Sebastian said, "Yasmine, can I really do that? I don't have any hopes for myself... It's been two years. No matter how hard I try, it just couldn't..." "You can. Trust me,"

Yasmine gave him a reassuring look. In fact, she did not believe in Sebastian, but she believed in herself. She believed that with her place in Sebastian's heart, she would definitely be able to awaken the most primal instinct that was laying dormant in his body.

"Is it alright if we switch the lights off?"

Sebastian suggested.

"Sure."

Yasmine said, nodding fiercely. She was willing to meet all his requirements, as long as he could return to his past self once more.

Once the lights were off, they were caught in a sea of blurry darkness. Fortunately, the soft moonlight seeping in through the window illuminated the room lightly, and they could see each other's hazy figures clearly.

Sebastian unbuttoned Yasmine's pajamas with his shaky fingers. They sat across each other, like two teenagers who were about to experience their first time. They were slightly nervous about what would happen next.

"Ah-!"

Yasmine let out a scream, but it was a delightful kind of pain. However, at that moment, the pleasurable feeling disappeared as soon as it came. The moment of happiness was so short that Sebastian retreated as soon as he felt it.

The atmosphere became deadly silent. Yasmine stared at the discouraged man beside her and reached out to hug him. "It's okay, it's really okay. It's already good enough. Although it didn't last for a long time, at least it was still erect. This is a good sign. Let's try it again, shall we?"

Sebastian shook his head blankly and said out of exhaustion, "Next time then, I'm tired."

Yasmine knew that he was upset. She did not feel right to keep pushing him.

Both of them fell into a deep silence. After a long time, Yasmine pretended to fall asleep. Sebastian, who was lying against her back, turned over and kissed her forehead gently. He said woefully, "I'm sorry, Yasmine. I let you down."

I'm not disappointed, I'm not disappointed, I'm not disappointed at all!

Yasmine shouted in her heart, but she could not open her eyes to say it to Sebastian. She knew that the more she showed that she did not mind, the guiltier he would feel. If that happened, he might consider pushing her away again.

She heard him sigh. It was filled with helplessness and pain. Then, he got up, walked to the side of the window, and lit a cigarette. In the darkness, even the flickering flame seemed to be extremely dreary and lonesome. Yes, his sexual pride had taken a severe hit. Despite putting in so much effort, he still could not escape from the inevitable failure.

This made him extremely depressed...

Yasmine stared at the lone figure in front of the window and tears slid out of her eyes. She wanted to get up and offer him a hug so that he would not be discouraged but she could not do that. She knew that he needed his space at that moment. She could not deny him the chance to even breathe just because she was keen to help him overcome his predicament.

That night, her gaze did not move away from his figure at all.

That night, the cigarette in his hand burned until dawn. One stick went out and another burned in its place.

After that upsetting night, Sebastian was depressed for the next few days. Yasmine knew that she should not disturb him. It would be better if she gave him some time to sort his emotions out.

One evening, while Yasmine was busy packing up in the office and ready to get off work, Leah came into her office.

"What's the matter?"

Yasmine asked in confusion.

Leah stared straight at her with a stern face. She said after a pause, "Do you know about President Sebastian's hidden illness?"

Yasmine's heart skipped a beat. It was not because of Leah's question, but because Leah knew of Sebastian's secret. Could this girl be very important to Sebastian?

"Yes. Is there a problem?"

Leah went on, "Haven't I warned you before prying into someone's private life? Why are you still doing things according to your whims? Are you happy to see President Sebastian in such a bad mood?" The grievance in Yasmine's heart was unspeakable but she did not want to explain too much to the girl in front of her. "I don't think I need to explain anything to you. This is between me and him." She picked her backpack up and left without looking back.

When she got home at night, her face was pale and she did not talk much during dinner. Her mother-in-law asked her worriedly, "Yasmine, is something upsetting you?"

Yasmine shook her head. "No."

"Why do you look so upset then?"