The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 242

Yasmine Taylor turned around grumpily and went back to her room. She was about to go out for breakfast, but now she had no appetite at all.

"Yasmine, you must really change your habit of running away from home,"

Sebastian Simons followed her and suggested from the bottom of his heart.

"I will be sent away by someone if I don't run away. Since I eventually have to leave anyway, why don't I choose my own way then?"

"Can the road you choose be the same as the one I chose? I chose the best path for you. What kind of place did you choose? A jungle?"

"I don't care where it is, it would be fine as long as I like it."

"Are you planning to settle down here then? Or are you going build a cottage here, and then raise the two children by growing and selling crops in the mountain?"

"Can't I? Do you have any problem with that?"

She went back to her room and changed into a pair of shoes. Then, she walked out again.

"Of course I have a problem with that. How could my children live such a hard life? What era is it now? No one would let their children grow up eating wild grass."

"It's vegetables, not grass!" "Grass or vegetables, I won't agree with it. I command you as the children's father and your husband, come home with me now!"

"I am now ordering you as your children's mother and a poor woman who has been betrayed by her husband, get lost! I am going to climb the mountain now. I don't have time for you!"

Yasmine bought a cup of soybean milk and a pancake on the side of the road. When she was about to eat it, Sebastian grabbed it over, "Is this edible? It's not hygienic. Let's go. I'll take you to the restaurant."

"Excuse me, don't you know how hard it is to survive in the world? I can only eat vegetables in the future. Why can't I eat this?"

"Did I agree to it?"

"I don't need your consent. I have the right to decide for myself!"

Yasmine snatched back her breakfast and bit it. She couldn't eat so well at home, but she ate happily on the side of the road. Sebastian was fuming.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain and looked at the long stone ladder that seemed to lead to heaven, Yasmine stared blankly at it for a long time. She did not say a word, as if she was thinking about something. She was quiet.

After a while, she took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"What are you doing?"

She had only taken two steps when Sebastian grabbed hold of her arm. "Are you blind? Can't you tell?"

She rolled her eyes at him, shook off his hand, and continued to move forward.

He knew her stubborn temper. She would do whatever she wanted to do. Therefore, he didn't say anything else. He followed her step by

step, climbing on the ladder that others built for love, feeling their extraordinary love.

The mountain was very tall, and the ladder was too long. Although she had good physical strength, she was a pregnant woman after all. She was breathing heavily after walking for a short distance, but she really wanted to finish the journey. She didn't want to give up. Sebastian couldn't bear it anymore and quickly stepped forward to stop her. "I'll carry you."

"Can you carry me like this?"

His eyes fell on her bulging abdomen. He frowned and lifted her up in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and was a little surprised.

"Don't force yourself anymore. You obviously can't do it, but you're still so stubborn. Can't you back down at the right time? Must you play the role of a strong ninja turtle? Do you think that is more suitable for you?"

"I'm not tired. Put me down,"

Yasmine was not used to such special treatment, not to mention that they were not the only ones who were here.

"Don't move. We're halfway up the mountain. It's not a joke,"

Sebastian's intimidation shocked her. She stopped struggling and talking, allowing him to hold her firmly in his arms and climb to the top of the mountain step by step. His sweat fell on her face, and it was warm. She bit her lips and reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Her soft movements caused ripples of emotion in his heart.

"Alright, you must be tired too. I'll walk on my own."

Seeing that he had started sweating a lot more, Yasmine really couldn't bear to see him like this, but Sebastian refused and said slowly, "Yasmine, although I can't personally build such a ladder for you, I will definitely carry you and reach the end together."

Her heart suddenly softened and she stopped asking him to put her down. Sebastian finally took her to the top of the mountain. Although he had rested for many times, she was still very excited when she reached the top of the mountain.

A gust of cold wind blew in their face, carrying a fresh smell of soil.