The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 55

Sebastian Simons was annoyed by her shouting. He swam over in a rush and asked grumpily, "Were you a cheerleader in school back then? You're so loud."

She rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, I used to be a cheerleader. Every time I shouted and cheered, my team would win no matter what kind of competition it was."

"Yeah, put feathers in your cap as much as you want. Anyway, no one knows."

Sebastian sneered and was about to swim back to the center of the pool when Yasmine reached out to grab his wet arm and said, "Hey, don't go."

"What's the matter?" He stared at her hand that was grabbing his arm and teased, "You haven't seen enough of my naked body?"

Yasmine was embarrassed. She let go of her hand and said with a twinkle in her eyes, "I'm here to catch you in adultery."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot." He pointed to the woman beside Kaleb Lorris. "Look, that's that woman who just picked up my phone. Go ahead and fight with her."

"Fight?" Yasmine was speechless.

"Aren't you here to catch me in adultery?"

"So, you're admitting that you have an affair with her?"

"I'm not admitting. I've explained it to you on the phone, but you didn't believe it."

"If you had said earlier that you're swimming and that you're here with your riffraff, it would have been fine."

"Why should I explain so much to you? If you like to come catch me in the act, then come. Those guys are lonely anyway. By the way, what did you address them as?"

Yasmine swallowed saliva and said, "Nothing."

"Seventh Madame, don't just chat with your husband. Come and talk with your husband's friends,"

Marcus Zaneson shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Come up quickly. I'm sleepy,"

Yasmine ignored the teases behind her and rushed Sebastian to come up and send her to the room.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep. Why should I go up? Do you want to sleep with me?"

"I don't know which room you stay in."

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked, "Do you really want to sleep with me?"

Yasmine was so embarrassed that she wanted so badly to plunge into the water. She said with hesitation, "I don't have an ID card, so I can't get a room."

"Where's your ID card?"

"It's with my friend." In fact, Leighton Lind should have stolen it from her bag when she was asleep on the plane. Although the child was silly, he knew that she could not go back to City B without an ID card. "Then go back to your friend's house."

"I feel embarrassed to disturb them at this hour."

"Where should I sleep if you're going to sleep in my room?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "You can sleep with anyone of them for a night."

"It's easy to say. Although I don't like women, I completely don't like men. Why don't you..."

Before Sebastian could finish his words, Yasmine interrupted him. "If you dare hand me over to someone else again today, I will not hesitate to strangle you to death!"

"What were you thinking? What I wanted to say was, why don't you discuss with them and ask if two of them could share a room, and vacate another for you?"

He paused unhappily and looked her up and down. "Do you think you're a treasure? Look at the beautiful women around them, all of whom are more attractive than you. They're all as plump as pearls and as smooth as jade, and are much better than a shriveled bean like you."

Yasmine was so irritated that she almost spat out blood. With her good figure, how could he compare her to a shriveled bean? "Where can I buy a bikini?"

"What do you want to do? Don't tell me that you're going to show off your shriveled figure."

"The eyes of the crowd are discerning and they will admire it. But as for those who have eyes but fail to see, it's a different story."

Yasmine raised her chin slightly and deliberately raised her chest in an attempt to show the confidence characteristic of a woman.

"The crowd?"

Sebastian chuckled and said, "Why didn't I realize earlier that our Yasmine is so narcissistic?"

"I'm not narcissistic. I'm confident. You should use the right word. Quick, tell me where to find a swimsuit."

"All right, don't make a fool of yourself. You already don't have much self-esteem, so you'd better save it."

Yasmine was finally infuriated by the undisguised contempt. She pointed at him and said, "You, come up."

"No."

"If you have the guts, come up."

"I said no. If you have the guts, you come down."

Yasmine could maintain her elegant demeanor in front of everyone but Sebastian, who was like a rogue. She glared at him fiercely and said, "I'll count to three. If you don't come up by then, don't blame me for being rude."

"What are you going to do? Jump in and molest me?"

She snorted grumpily and said, "Molest you? Do you think you're a treasure? Look at the men behind me who are more charming than you. They have tanned skin and are hunky. Even the waiter is much better than you, gigolo."