The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 69

As soon as Linda hung up the phone, Richie called. He asked her when she would go to T City, and whether she wanted him to pick her up or not. It was as if both of them were in collusion, forcing her to have no way out.

On Saturday night, Yasmine had a nightmare and broke out in a cold sweat. After that, she could no longer fall asleep.

She stood alone in front of the window, staring at the half-moon outside the window. Her eyes were getting blurry. She had been married for three months, but nothing had changed between them. She walked to the door, quietly opened it, and walked to Sebastian's bed. Sebastian was sleeping soundly, and his handsome face under the moonlight was clearly visible. She could not help but reach out to touch him, but he suddenly said, "Why are you up at this hour, are you sleepwalking?"

Yasmine was so shocked that she withdrew her hand immediately and answered sadly, "I... I'm just walking around."

Sebastian sat up straight and switched on the lamp at his bedside. "You're coming out for a walk in the middle of the night?"

"I just had a nightmare and couldn't fall asleep. I wanted to see if you have slept."

"I've always been a light sleeper, so even the slightest movement can wake me up." He looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's only two o'clock, aren't you going back to sleep?"

Yasmine was silent. After a while, she looked up and said, "Can I sleep here? I just need to lie here for a while."

She did not have any hope and was ready to be rejected by him.

Sebastian was stunned for a few seconds, but to her surprise, he nodded and said, "Okay, come here."

He moved to make space for Yasmine. She lay down with a conflicting feeling. Sebastian tucked her in and turned off the light.

As her vision fell into darkness, two lines of tears oozed out of her eyes. She slowly reached out and wrapped her arms around Sebastian's sturdy back.

Sebastian stiffened and turned over to face her. Yasmine saw that he did not push her away, so she squeezed into his arms and sobbed, "You talked about giving birth to a child before. I've made up my mind. I'm willing to."

Sebastian's body became stiffen He sighed and said, "Yasmine, that was in the past, but it's different now. I'm sorry that I had proposed such a selfish and absurd idea to you."

"Why? What's different now?"

"In the past, I was just thinking for myself, but now, I also want to think for you."

Yasmine's heart skipped a beat. There was a trace of surprise and expectation in her heart. She hoped that he had a little feeling for her because of his words. "Why do you want to think for me now?"

She plucked up the courage to ask, and then waited for his answer nervously.

"You're like a family member and a friend to me. You were the person by my side when I was so lost. So, if I can't truly love you, I'll never treat you as a babymaking machine. This is an irresponsible behavior to you. I'm grateful to you, that's why I can't do this to you."

Family member and friend, but not his lover. Yasmine finally understood the feeling of flying up high to the clouds and falling into the valley in an instant.

"Let's get a divorce," she blurted.

She did not make the decision out of a sudden, and it was also not because of her heartache. She said that after thinking about it repeatedly in the past few days.

Sebastian suddenly sat up. He was obviously shocked by her words. He was really surprised, and at the same time, he felt a sense of loss. He had asked Yasmine about would she do in the future. At that time, her answer was that she would stay with him even when there was no love between them. Although he did not say anything, he was in fact, very pleased with her answer. But now, she suddenly proposed a divorce, and he was completely unprepared. He was speechless for a moment.

"Really?" he asked.

After a long time, Sebastian finally calmed down and accepted the fact, but he still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Yasmine was just joking.

"Yes, it's the result of three sleepless nights."

Yasmine crushed the glimmer of hope in his heart. He was a little agitated and held her shoulders. "Why? Didn't you say that you'll stay with me even if there's no love?"

"I'm sorry. I thought I could do it and I also wanted to do it. But in reality, I can't do it. I really can't."

Yasmine could not hold back the sadness in her heart. Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the back of her pale and weak hands.

Raelene Ferguson's humiliation, Linda Taylor's threat, Richie Lind's coercion, and Sebastian Simons's heartlessness all forced her to a dead end. Her heart was exhausted and she no longer had the strength to resist this cruel reality.

Sebastian slowly withdrew his hand and got out of bed dejectedly. He walked to the window and lit up a cigarette. In the dark environment, the faint flame emitted some smoke and it was inhaled into Yasmine's lungs, which pricked her like a needle.

Until this moment, after being disappointed, again, and again, she no longer hoped for Sebastian to ask her to stay. His heart was as cold and hard as his appearance. He would not fall in love with someone easily, nor would he forget someone easily.

Yasmine had never been this envious of the woman named Abigail Tanner, whom she had never met before.

"You don't have any objections, do you? If you feel embarrassed that I proposed it first, then you can be the one telling your parents about the divorce at breakfast tomorrow."

Sebastian still had his back turned against her, as if he did not hear her, or he did not want to answer her.

Yasmine waited for a long time before she finally heard Sebastian's answer. "Fine, I agree." In fact, he was not qualified to say no because he was the one who could not give her what she wanted. What right did he have to ask her to stay?

Sure enough, she could not expect too much from this man. Yasmine smiled bitterly. He was still unwilling to accept her even at the last moment. In fact, if he had asked her to stay, she would still stay, even if he did not love her. But he had not.

"What are you going to do after the divorce?"

Sebastian asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"I'll leave this place and go to Paris for further study."

"Will you come back again?"

"If I don't come back two years later, then I won't come back ever again."

After a long silence, Sebastian said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"If I can do it, I won't refuse."

"Don't tell my parents about the divorce for the time being. I don't want them to be sad for me again."

"But how long can you keep it a secret? If you don't let them know, you can never have a new marriage."

Sebastian sneered and said, "Do you think I'll get married again after this divorce?" "Why not? Getting married and divorced frequently is the way you live your life."