The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 76

As soon as Madam Simons finished her sentence, Sebastian went upstairs. He stood by the door and asked doubtfully, "What are you all talking about?"

Yasmine shook her head in embarrassment and panic. "Nothing."

She clenched the pill in her hand so tightly that it was melted in her sweat.

"All the best!"

Madam Simons patted the back of her daughter-in-law's hand and left.

As soon as his mother left, Sebastian came to Yasmine and said, "Why were the both of you acting so weird? Are you planning something behind my back?"

The more he asked, the more guilty she felt. "What are you talking about? We have better things to do."

Seeing Yasmine's clothes in his wardrobe, Sebastian smiled grumpily and said, "You're quite self-conscious. You treat this place as your own room without asking for my permission."

"What? Do you want to live separately? Okay, I'll move back then."

Yasmine pretended to pull down her clothes. He then said, "All right, all right, I didn't mean it. Since you've already hung them up, it's too troublesome to take them down."

"What's troublesome? I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm just afraid that you think I'm troublesome."

Sebastian pushed her to the side of the wardrobe and bit her neck. "You know that I have already been poisoned by you, but you still say such a thing. Let's see how I'll deal with you..."

He slipped one hand under her clothes. Yasmine's face turned red. She was a little nervous and emotional. Half-willingly, she was carried by him to the bed. When they were about to proceed further, the door was opened with a squeak. Then she heard her sister- in- law's loud voice, "Sebastian, Yasmine, let's go out to for... food."

Tiffany did not expect to see such a scandalous scene the moment she entered the room. She turned around shyly and ran out with her hands covering her eyes, crying, "God, what did I see? What did I see? I didn't see anything..."

Yasmine flipped over and sat up. She was even more shy than her sister- in- law. She glared at Sebastian and tidied her messy clothes.

"Why didn't you lock the door?"

Sebastian explained innocently, "How would I know that someone would come in?"

"You didn't know that someone would come in, so now, your image has been completely ruined."

"Have I ever had an image?"

"Yes."

"What image?"

"Pervert. You turn into a pervert the moment I touch your bed!" Yasmine made a face at him and ran out of the room before he could do anything to her.

The family came to a five-star hotel happily. Titus Simons and his wife had been grinning from the moment they came out of the house. Now, they had completely regarded Yasmine as the incarnation of an angel, and they loved her even more than before.

"Yasmin, from now on, you have to eat more and try to give birth to a fat grandchild for our family as soon as possible."

Her mother-in-law put a piece of spotted butter-fish into Yasmine's bowl. Tiffany teased, "Mom, you gave Yasmine spotted fish. Do you want her to give you a pimply baby?"

"If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all."

Mila glared at her daughter and said, "How can you talk like that? You have to learn more from Yasmine. Think before you speak."

Tiffany stuck out her tongue and said, "It's just a joke. You are really old-fashioned."

Mila had a headache and said to Yasmine, "Look! Look at this pair of children I gave birth to. Neither of them spares me the worry."

"Oh mom, it's my brother who makes you worry. Don't compare me with my brother. I'm obedient, nice, sensible, and filial. I'm loved by everyone..."

"Will you ever grow up?"

Titus added grumpily.

Yasmine smiled and said, "Actually, I think Tiffany has a nice personality. I like her very much." "In this family, only Yasmine knows me well," Tiffany beamed.

"What's good about her? I'm worried about whether she'll ever get married. She's so careless and nitwitted, no mother-in-law will like her."

Tiffany snorted and said indifferently, "You don't have to worry about this at all. I won't have mother-in-law issues with the man I want to marry."

Except for Titus and Mila, both Yasmine and Sebastian were well aware that she was referring to Fynn, who grew up in an orphanage.

"Well, are we here for dinner, or to chit chat?"

Sebastian raised his eyebrows, and Titus gestured, "Eat, eat. Let's talk at home after eating."