The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 220

Lily Adams nodded, "Yes."

The other guy looked at Scott from head to toe and asked in confusion, "Who is this?"

"My brother,"

Lily lied, without even batting an eye.

"Isn't your brother in Australia?"

"He's here for a visit."

"Oh, I see."

The man stretched his hand out and introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Dylan Wadsworth."

Scott Jules nodded to him. He turned to walk to the trash can, threw a bag of rubbish into it, and closed the lid of the trash can with a loud bang. The sound echoed in the silent night.

As soon as Lily returned home, she took off her shoes, threw her bag, lay down on the sofa, and said with her hands covering her stomach. "Principal Jules, did you cook tonight? I'm hungry."

"No."

Scott replied coldly.

Lily sat up and protested with dissatisfaction, "Why haven't you been cooking dinner lately?"

Scott refuted sarcastically, "Do you have time to come back for dinner even if I cooked? Why didn't you have dinner with your friend before asking him to send you home?"

Scott did not conceal his anger at all. Lily jumped up in excitement. She walked to him and asked, "Are you being jealous?"

Lily was waiting for him to say yes, but he said, "It's none of my business."

"If you're not jealous, why are you angry then?

"I'm angry that you introduced me as your brother. Are you that ashamed to introduce me as your husband?"

Lily shrugged and replied disapprovingly, "I'm not ashamed by the fact that you are my husband, but I have to leave myself a way out."

"What do you mean?" Scott was puzzled.

"Since he is now pursuing me, I should get in touch with him more often. When you abandon me one day, I would at least have a backup plan. My parents were already so angry when they got to know that I had gotten married. If they got to know that I had gotten divorced, they will strip me alive. So once you divorce me, I will get married to Dylan immediately, so that my poor parents won't die of anger."

Scott took a deep breath. He was probably going to die out of anger first before her parents would. "When did I say that I was going to abandon you?"

"We are already sleeping separately. Aren't you going to abandon me sooner or later?"

"That's because you refuse to sleep with me!"

"So now I'm asking you to stop meddling in my personal affairs. Will you listen to me and leave me alone?

Scott stood up in annoyance. He picked her up and said with gritted teeth, "I can't stand it anymore."

He carried her to the bedroom and kicked the door open...

In the middle of the night, Yasmine was sleeping soundly until the phone under her pillow rang. She answered groggily, "Hello?"

"Yasmine, your idea is great. We stayed awake the whole night..."

Yasmine was still in a daze. She asked in confusion, "What do you mean by staying awake the whole night?"

"We had sex..." Lily explained shyly.

At this time, Yasmine was completely awake. She scolded, "Are you crazy? You called me in the middle of the night just to tell me that you had sex with your husband?"

Her voice was quite loud, waking the man next to her up inadvertently. After she hung up the phone, Sebastian Simons took her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Honey, I also want to do that with you."

"In your dreams. Go back to sleep,"

She pulled the quilt and covered her head with it. Her cheeks were burning hot.

Yasmine had become the treasure of the family ever since she got pregnant. They took extra care of her. Originally, they wanted her to quit her job. After much explanation and pleading, they finally let her continue with her job.

On this day, when Tiffany heard that Fynn was not feeling well and he had not gone to work for a few days, her heart was filled with uneasiness. She thought of visiting him to check on him.

Although she had told him that she had moved on from him, she was still embarrassed to meet him. However, after much consideration, she still went.

Tiffany Simons came to the apartment and hovered in front of the door. She did not have the courage to ring the doorbell. Just when she was still hesitating, the door in front of her opened. Fynn Jaymond was coming out of the house. "Tiffany?" He was quite surprised.

"Why are you here? Why didn't you knock the door?"

Fynn asked with a puzzled face, but there was a hint of delight in his eyes.

"I heard from Yasmine that you are ill and I happened to be on the way... So I came to see you. Well, it's just on the way..."

Her words were a little incoherent because she was embarrassed.

"I'm fine. It's just a cold,"

Fynn covered his mouth and coughed a few times.