The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 62

She ran all the way to the beach. Sure enough, she saw Sebastian's upright back.

She walked up to him, step by step, and stood next to him. She said, "Don't think that I'm here to apologize to you. I don't feel sorry for you."

Sebastian looked at her and said coldly, "I don't think that you should appear in front of me now."

"I have a reason to show up in front of you."

"No matter what your reason is, I can choose not to listen to it."

"You don't have other choices! And you have to listen to me clearly!"

Yasmine looked at him coldly, and she emphasized, "Yes, you've been greatly hurt. You've been abandoned by the woman you love. You have enough reason to be sad, but you have no reason to be depressed. Take today as an example, so what if it's the day that woman abandoned you? Your life is given by your mother, not by that woman. What right does she have to destroy such an important day? Our birthday is the day of our mothers' suffering. How can we forget the person who brought us to this world, just because we are hurt by others? How can we forget the pain they went through when they were giving birth to us?"

"You've never been betrayed, so don't talk like you understand everything. It's always so easy to talk about others, but it's different if it actually happened to you yourself. My life is not as precious as you think. It can pass just like that, or it can even disappear at any time."

Yasmine did not expect that he would say such impetuous words, so she was aggravated. "Well, since your life is so worthless and you don't care about it, you're here at the ocean. End your life here so that your family won't waste their time caring about you!"

"You think I won't dare do so?"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Sebastian's lips as he walked towards the sea. Yasmine watched him walked further and further away. The seawater level reached his legs, then his waist, and was about to reach his back. Yasmine suddenly lost control, and chased after him, rushing over to embrace his waist while crying sadly.

"Well, since you want to die, I'll die with you. I had the thought of ending mine years ago anyway..."

Yasmine's tears streamed down the curve of his back and into the sea. Her tears carried with them an immense burden of internal suffering.

Sebastian stopped and turned his eyes to her, saying, "When can you stop being foolish, you silly woman? Isn't it a pity to die with a person like me?"

"To you, Sebastian, we're just a fake couple who have a marriage certificate with no real feelings towards each other. But to me, you're like family. Even if there's no love between us, I will not abandon you. I'll always stay with you, regardless of my status."

Sebastian was deeply moved by her words. He turned around, combed her hair which was wet with tears, and solemnly said, "Silly woman, do you really think I'm so vulnerable? The loss of love indeed caused me an indelible pain. But not to the extent that I can't live. Even if I couldn't bear to live, it would have been one day three years ago, and not today."

"Then why did you do this? Why did you make me think that you wanted to end your life?"

"I just wanted to sober myself up. I can't deny that you were right. Our lives don't belong to us, so we can't give it up for no reason."

"Do you really think so? Really?"

The tears at the corner of Yasmine's eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Seeing Sebastian nod, she finally broke into a smile.

"Thank you, thank you for listening to me."

She was really happy, almost ecstatic.

Sebastian wiped the corner of her eyes gently and said emotionally, "You're a warm soul. I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for tolerating my bad temper. Thank you for not giving up on me like all those other women."

"I don't want you to say thank you. If you really want to thank me, can you promise me that you will overcome your PTSD just like how you helped me overcome my claustrophobia? It may be a little difficult, but like you said, when there's a will, there's a way. Everything that happens to us in our daily life is determined by our feelings. If our hearts feel hurt, we will be hurt. But if our hearts don't feel that way, then we won't be so easily hurt."

Sebastian stared at her and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he suddenly raised one of her hands and put it on his wet chest. "Up until last year, this place had always been cold at this time of the year, but it's not the case today."

He unfastened the buttons on his shirt one by one, and exposed his own chest. It was not the first time Yasmine saw his bare chest, but to her surprise, she found that there was a word tattooed on the place where his heart was beating. To be exact, it was a person's name, Abigail.

Be it in the swimming pool of the hotel in T City or previously, Yasmine had never noticed that there was such a word at that place.

"How much love did you have for her and you had to tattoo her name on your heart?"

She asked with great disappointment and sadness.

"You'll understand when you really fall in love with someone one day."