The sun rose from the east, and the dawn light shone his dark heart. He finally had the answer in his heart.
He quickly packed up his suitcase and called Fynn Jaymond to explain some company matters. Then, he drove madly to the airport without even saying anything to his family.
After finishing up the procedures, he stayed in the departure hall where Yasmine Taylor would appear. At seven o'clock, he saw a familiar figure. He raised one of his arms and waved at her gently.
Yasmine thought that she was hallucinating. She rubbed her eyes to make sure. She stepped forward quickly and stared at the luggage beside his feet. She asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"
"Paris."
She was even more surprised. "Why are you going to Paris?"
"For a honeymoon."
Sebastian answered naturally, but Yasmine did not believe it at all. "If you're here to see me off, just say it directly. Don't joke around."
"Do you think I'm joking?"
He shook the small suitcase in his hand.
"So you're on a business trip, aren't you?"
"What the hell? I said I'm on a honeymoon. Why don't you believe it?"
Yasmine felt that he was playing tricks on her. She rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, then enjoy your honeymoon. Goodbye."
"Hey, where are you going..." Sebastian pulled her back.
"You can go your way and I'll go mine. It doesn't matter to you where I'm going."
"It does matter. We're going on a honeymoon together, what's a honeymoon if you're not with me?"
"Who wants to go on a honeymoon with you?"
Yasmine raised her eyebrows, speechless. It was early in the morning, and his brain was not functioning well.
There was a boarding announcement in the departure hall. Without a word, Sebastian grabbed her hand and wanted to leave. She struggled to get rid of him and said, "What on earth are you doing?"
"We must go now, or else we won't make it in time."
He turned back to remind her. They were both flying to Paris anyway. Yasmine had no choice but to follow him as he did not let her go.
After boarding the plane, she sat upright and ask, "Are you having an attack again?"
He booked a first-class ticket and a twin-seat, so her own ticket had gone to waste. Most importantly, she did not know what he was trying to do.
"I was initially recovering, but now it's worsening because of you." Yasmine was stunned. She was at a loss and said, "I don't understand what you mean."
"I'll write it out for you if you don't understand."
Sebastian took out a black pen from his suit, pulled Yasmine's right hand, and wrote a few words in her hand, "I can't live without you."
Her heart thumped, but she continued to pretend to be clueless. "I still don't understand."
Sebastian wiped the ink with his finger and wrote it in more detail for her. "I don't want to let you go."
He had already written it so obviously, it was impossible that Yasmine could not understand. But she could not believe it, so she shook her head repeatedly. "I still don't understand."
"I LOVE YOU. Do you understand?"
Sebastian wrote in her hand for the third time, and she suddenly grinned. She snatched his pen and added, "I see, but why?"
Her hand was full of ink and there was no more space for words. Sebastian leaned towards her ear and said, "The reason is simple. I thought my heart could not reach you, but when you left me, I suddenly realized that my heart didn't need to reach you because you're already in my heart."
Yasmine immediately lied on his shoulder and cried out of happiness. No matter how hard Sebastian tried, he could not pull her back. When she finally stopped crying, she sobbed and said, "I'll never let you go easy if you dare go back on your words."
"You don't have to threaten me. You know better than anyone else how cautious I am with my feelings."
He was right. This was also the reason why Yasmine was crying. It was not easy for Sebastian to accept her feelings. It was so difficult for her to walk into his heart.
Sebastian held her hand which was full of ink. The two lonely hearts finally rested on each other.
When the plane landed safely in Paris, Yasmine was very excited. This was the first time she had set her foot on her dreamland, and Sebastian was with her. That kind of joy made her want to scream and shout out loud. She wanted to tell the whole world that she was a very happy woman now.
Compared to her unfamiliarity, Sebastian was particularly familiar with Paris. He often came here on business trips, so he did not feel anything special. However, when he saw how happy Yasmine was, he also felt happy.
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