The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 49

Of course, Lily Adams realized that she was being followed. So, as soon as she entered the house, she shouted, "Yasmine, come out, come out quickly..."

"What's wrong? What the hell?"

Yasmine Taylor, who had just taken a hot shower, walked to the living room while tying her bathrobe.

"It's worse than hell. Sebastian is here."

Yasmine's body suddenly stiffened and her eyes dimmed. "Did you tell him?"

Lily raised her hand. "I swear I didn't."

"How, then, did he know I'm here?"

"How would I know? I met him at the school gate, and I did as you instructed. I didn't expect that he didn't believe it when even Scott had believed it. He's indeed a wicked yet smart businessman."

Yasmine walked to the window, opened the curtain, and saw an unfamiliar car through the gap. However, the person leaning against the car looked extremely familiar.

"It seems that he's sure that you are here and he's waiting for you,"

Lily, who was leaning on her shoulder, asserted firmly.

Yasmine thought for a few seconds, then she turned into the bedroom to change her clothes and strode out. "Hey, you won't just forgive him like this, will you... Hey, Yasmine, have you forgotten how he treated you..."

Lily shouted at her back, but she turned a deaf ear to it and left.

Sebastian, staring purposefully at the woman coming towards him, slowly straightened up and snuffed out half of the cigarette in his hand.

Yasmine stood in front of him, glanced at the cigarette butts scattered on the ground, and asked expressionlessly, "What do you want?"

"Is your hand getting better?"

"Does it have anything to do with you? Who am I to you?"

Left speechless by her sharp words, Sebastian lit another cigarette.

"Tell me why you're here."

"I'm quite worried about you."

He was telling the truth, but she laughed sarcastically. "You're worried? You think this can make up for what you did? Sebastian, I'm not a three-year-old child, and you don't have to pretend to be merciful here."

"I know you're very angry now..."

"So?"

Yasmine interrupted him, hoping in her heart that he could say the word.

"So I'm very apologetic. I really didn't remember that you had claustrophobia at that time." "It's not surprising at all. You could treat me as a bet and leave me to your friend. How could you remember what illness I'm suffering from?"

"You were the one who said that your self-respect was worthless."

"No matter how worthless it is, it doesn't mean that I don't want it. People like me, who don't possess many things in life, have not yet been extravagant enough to abandon anything worthless."

The atmosphere was in a deadlock for a moment. Both of them fell silent and no one spoke again.

After a long time, Sebastian broke the silence first. "Come back with me."

"Say this to me only when you really realize your mistake."

Yasmine turned around and left. The moment she turned around, a miserable smile appeared on her face. What she wanted to hear was just the word "sorry". However, the arrogant man refused to say it no matter what.

Two days after Sebastian came to see Yasmine, Scott came to look for her.

She had no idea how he found out that she did not actually go on a trip. Anyway, no one told him the news, and he just dropped by.

When Yasmine was about to go out to see him, Lily, who was sitting on the sofa, said sourly, "You haven't lost your popularity..."

Back in their college days, Yasmine was a well-known campus belle in B University, and many boys chased after her. It was a night in the summer. The soft wind caressed people's faces, making them feel refreshingly cool.

"Principal Jules, what can I do for you at such a late hour?"

Scott smiled playfully. "Don't act like a stranger." Seeing that her hand was wrapped with a bandage, he grabbed her and asked, "What happened to your hand?"

Yasmine glanced at the window on the second floor and as expected, saw the figure of Lily. So she slowly withdrew her hand and answered faintly, "Nothing."

"Did you quarrel with Sebastian?"

"No."

"Then, why are you staying here?"

She sighed and said, "Scott, I realize your feelings for me, but I'm already married. No matter how much you care about me, it's useless. Why waste your time on me?"

"Yasmine, you're the only one I want."