The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 210

"I've already made it anyway. You should eat some even if you're not hungry."

"Sure,"

Gabriel Smith took his coat off, picked up a fork, and twirled up a ball of noodles into his mouth. "Mm, it's delicious."

"Gabriel, this is the last time I will cook for you."

Gabriel was stunned and he asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"I'm afraid I can't marry you."

"Why?"

Yasmine lowered her head and she said after a long time, "Because I can't forget my ex-husband."

Gabriel was extremely shocked. "But haven't you already accepted me?"

"I'm sorry. I really wanted to be with you when I accepted your proposal, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't move on. My ex-husband..."

"Then let's work harder together! As long as you want to, you'll definitely be able to do it!"

"I can't go on anymore. I was wrong from the beginning. I can't make the same mistakes over and over again. I can't continue to waste your feelings, Gabriel. I'm really sorry."

A trace of pain flashed across Gabriel's eyes. He was upset, but he still held himself together and said, "It doesn't matter. I'll wait for the day you finally forget all about him. Five years, ten years, twenty years, it doesn't matter."

He didn't want to hear words of rejection anymore. He got up and was about to leave with his coat, but Yasmine grabbed his sleeve, "I haven't finished. Gabriel, my ex-husband is..."

"Don't tell me who your ex-husband is. That is none of my concern. I only care about you, Yasmine."

He left stubbornly without waiting for her to finish her words.

Another three days passed. On that night, the sky was filled with ferocious thunderstorms. It was the worst weather Yasmine had ever seen.

She curled up on the couch in the living room alone, reflecting on her own thoughts. Suddenly, she heard banging from the door. She was a bit taken aback and she got up to open it.

The door opened. It was Sebastian Simons. He stood before her, his eyes filled with a deep longing for her. Yasmine was shocked for a moment but she immediately closed the door without hesitation. She was not too thrilled to see him.

"Yasmine, open the door. I have something to tell you." Thump, thump...

Sebastian did not give up and continued banging on the door. Yasmine covered her ears and retreated to the couch. Once again, she curled herself up like a snail.

After a while, the knocking stopped. Curious, she walked to the door and opened it slightly. She was surprised to find that Sebastian had not left. Instead, he was sitting on the doorsteps, his back facing the door like a marionette, unconcerned of the rain that had drenched his body.

She felt her heart ache. This scene was all too familiar. Two years ago, at the beach villa, he also lingered in front of her door like a fool. The helplessness of that night and the heartache that she was feeling right now only proved that they once loved each other deeply.

She turned around to take an umbrella out of the house and stood behind him. Sebastian turned around, stood up, and held her in his arms. "Yasmine, I knew you'd come out..."

His wet clothes soaked through hers as well. She struggled to push him away. Yasmine then said nonchalantly, "Get inside and take a bath." After that, she went out with the umbrella.

Yasmine went to the nearby shop to buy him some clothes. She was his wife once, so she knew his shirt size.

When she came back, Sebastian was still in the bathroom. She knocked on the door, "Here, wear these. I couldn't buy the brand you like here."

Sebastian came out after putting on the new clothes. Yasmine looked at him up and down. The clothes were a perfect fit.

"If you have anything to say, just say it,"

She turned her head indifferently, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"I miss you."