The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 56

It was not until this moment that Yasmine Taylor finally understood what he meant by being penny wise, pound foolish. She had been made a complete fool by Sebastian Simons.

"Please take me up. I'm begging you, okay?"

A triumphant smirk appeared on Sebastian's face. He nodded and said, "Okay. Actually, I can't bear bullying a stupid landlubber either."

He took her to the handrail of the swimming pool and told her, "I'll go up first. You, don't move."

Yasmine was worried that he might play more tricks, so she squinted her eyes and said, "Don't expect me to be tricked this time."

"Don't you dare to move. Believe it or not, I'll kick you down again."

She must have done evil things in her past eight lives. How could an elegant woman like her meet such a barbaric man?

"All right, hurry up."

She had to be obedient as she was still in the swimming pool.

Sebastian took the towel from the waiter and wiped the water off his body. Then he turned around and went to the locker room to get changed.

As soon as Yasmine saw him leave, she stepped on the ladder and was ready to go up. However, she found that her clothes could be seen through after being soaked in water, and her underwear could almost be seen clearly. So she sank back into the water again and dared not go up rashly.

About ten minutes later, Sebastian came back, neatly dressed, with a coat on his arm. He walked up to Yasmine and stretched out his hand, saying, "Come on up."

Yasmine grabbed his hand, exerted strength with her feet, and was pulled up by him. Then with the speed of light, Sebastian wrapped his coat around her.

She looked up in surprise and was confused by his considerate action. From Yasmine's perspective, Sebastian was definitely not a thoughtful person.

"You guys have fun. I'm leaving."

Sebastian waved his hand to several friends and went out of the swimming pool area while holding Yasmine by her shoulder.

Behind him was Jeremy Urs's disgruntled objection. "Hey, Master Sebastian, bros before hoes, right? You've agreed to go to the pub together later..."

As the protest gradually faded, Yasmine and Sebastian came to the VIP suite on the third floor.

Sitting on the sofa, she did not dare to move. The clothes on her body were wet and sticking on her fair skin, even her veins could be seen.

"Put this on first. I'll bring you to buy clothes tomorrow."

Sebastian threw over a white shirt of superior quality, which was soft and smooth.

Yasmine went to the bathroom and took a hot shower. Then, she stood by the mirror, looked at her own body, and felt puzzled by how such a perfect figure was being compared to a shriveled bean. If that man did not know how to admire it, he must have been blind...

She comforted herself.

Sebastian's physique was quite muscular, so his shirt was larger-sized. Yasmine's figure was neither petite nor plump. Instead, she was tall and well-proportioned, so the shirt fitted her well like a loose pajama. It just happened to be able to cover her thighs, and its collar was slightly open, making her look inexplicably charming and sexy.

When she went out, Sebastian was sitting on the sofa watching the European thriller "Dawn of the Dead". This guy was really abnormal. It was either he did not watch TV, or he would watch disgusting and horrific zombie war movies.

"Where can I get something to drink? I'm thirsty."

Sebastian moved his eyes in the direction of the source of the voice and his mind was drifted away. He never knew that a woman could be so sexy wearing a man's shirt. He would rather believe that it was normal to have such a visual perception, than admit that Yasmine's figure was actually really good.

"In the refrigerator, take it yourself."

Yasmine walked over gracefully, took two bottles of tea, and walked back elegantly. "Here you go."

Sebastian stared at her slender and fair legs and looked up to her open collar. His throat trembled unconsciously and he took the drink from her hand. "Thank you."

As expected, men were all animals that thought with the lower body. Even Sebastian, who hated women, was no exception. Usually, he was rude and disrespectful, but when he saw a woman's sexy figure, he became polite all of a sudden.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, but Yasmine was not sleepy at all. Being with someone like Sebastian, even her lifestyle was changed. She had never stayed up late in the past, but now, she had become a night owl.

Holding the tea in her hand, she walked back and forth in the living room, enjoying the scenic spots and historical sites of various countries hung on the wall. Yasmine's favorite place was Paris. It was a dream destination for many.

Although she did not believe in love and did not expect herself to experience romantic love, she occasionally fantasized about being held by her beloved man, walking down the street surrounded by oak trees in the beautiful Paris, and to a place called eternity...

"Can you stop swaying in front of me?"

Sebastian finally could not bear seeing that and made a protest.

Yasmine blinked innocently. "I'm not swaying in front of you. The TV is in that direction. How am I bothering you when I'm standing here?"

He was a little embarrassed. "I like the silence. If you keep walking around like this, how am I supposed to watch the movie in peace?"