The Seventh Miserable Bride

Her heart was in turmoil. Under the painful mental torture, Yasmine Taylor eventually succumbed to the emotions. She took a coat and put it on, and she walked toward the door of the living room. Sebastian Simons had his eyes closed tightly, feeling the baptism of the heavy rain. The rain seemed to have touched his heart, washing away the tiredness, bit by bit. He did not feel cold nor tired. He also had no regrets about his persistence at the moment.

Suddenly, the rain stopped and a familiar scent approached him. He slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was the woman he had been thinking about day and night. She was holding a green umbrella and staring at him deeply.

"Go back. What could you solve by standing here?"

Yasmine was indifferent and she was about to leave. She suddenly heard him say, "What could you solve by hiding here?"

She turned her head and said, "I'm not hiding. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I hide?"

"Are you going to live like this for the rest of your life? Are you going to stay away from me even when you see me standing outside your window for the rest of your life?"

"I just don't feel that I have the courage to face you." "What do you want me to do? What should I do to make you forgive me?"

"You don't need to do anything. It's no longer a matter of forgiveness."

Sebastian's body was trembling. He understood what Yasmine was talking about. Yasmine turned around and pretended to be calm as she said, "Don't come here anymore. Don't stand there like a fool when I haven't thought of how to face the truth."

She took sure steps, trying to get out of Sebastian's sight. Sebastian's vision blurred again, and he could not see her back clearly anymore. He could only see a green umbrella go further and further away from him. At that moment, his heart was aching terribly, as if he would lose the most important thing to him as soon as the green light disappeared.

"Yasmine, don't go, don't leave me..."

All of a sudden, he rushed forward like a madman and hugged Yasmine tightly from behind. He buried his face in her neck and said sadly, "I don't know what Sebastian Simons would become without Yasmine Taylor. I have no confidence in myself at all..."

Tears flowed out of Yasmine's eyes, and the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground. The two of them, who could not stay by each other's side despite loving each other deeply, cried sadly under the rainy night. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have forgotten your warning that night. I gave Abigail a chance to trap me. All of this could've been avoided. I trusted her too much and because of that, you are suffering such a loss. I'm sorry, Yasmine. It hurts me too." "It's too late to say anything. Since things had already turned out this way, you should be responsible for the things you had done."

How desperate she must be to say such helpless words...

Sebastian was very angry. "Anyone can say this to me but not you. You should know my feelings for you best!"

"What's the point of knowing your feelings for me? Will that child belong to another person because I know what your feelings for me are?"

"How can you prove that the child is mine?"

"Then how can you prove that the child is not yours?"

"Since we can't prove it, don't worry about the existence of this child. As long as we love each other sincerely, nothing can separate us." Yasmine sneered and said, "How can you escape? It's a living child, not a toy. You can't ignore it as you please."

"Then what on earth do you want? Aren't you upset to see me miserable every day?"

"Are you the only one who feels miserable?"

Yasmine cried and turned around. "It's not about what I want to do now. I have no choice at all. I've always been helpless in my life."

"At the very least, I thought that you would stay by my side and face whatever obstacles were thrown to us, no matter how difficult it gets. You often say that as long as we did our best, the results would not matter. However, it seems like this principle does not matter when it comes to you. Even if there's one in a billion chance that the child is not mine, you should hold on to it, shouldn't you..."

Sebastian's voice trembled, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone. He hoped that Yasmine would stand with him during this difficult time.

However, he was disappointed when Yasmine did not say anything. She walked into the villa again and closed the heavy door. He felt as if she was going further and further away from him. The rain was still falling. He picked the lonely umbrella off the ground, dragged his lead-filled legs, and left in despair.

Yasmine, who was leaning against the door, cried bitterly. Of course, she wanted to face these challenges with Sebastian. However, she could not overcome that obstacle in her heart at all. It was not an ordinary predicament. It was her last dignity as a woman.

If betrayal was a kind of courage, then acceptance of betrayal needed greater courage. The former required just enough courage, or perhaps just a momentary impulse or helplessness, while the latter was a test of tolerance. It was definitely not as simple as an impulse, and only time could help.

Thump! Thump!

Someone banged the door. She supported herself and stood up to open the door behind her. It turned out to be Sebastian, who was supposed to have already left. His hair was dripping with water. "Can you let me take a hot bath? I'm very cold now."

Seeing that she did not speak, he added, "I will not go home. I will spend the night in the car. In this state, I am afraid that I will fall sick if I don't take a bath and change into my clean clothes," He smiled self- deprecatingly and said, "There are many difficulties that I am facing alone at this moment. I can't let myself collapse no matter what."

Yasmine raised her empty eyes and finally stepped aside so he could enter the room.

Sebastian went straight into the bathroom. Soon, there was the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

She went to the room to bring him a set of clothes. She and Sebastian had kept a lot of shirts in this villa so that it would be convenient for them to stay there from time to time.

Sitting on the sofa, her mind was a mess. She put one hand on her forehead. If she were to give up, her heart would be filled with unwillingness. But if she held on, she would lose her last dignity as a woman. In a daze, she heard Sebastian's words in her ear, "Yasmine, I have never hidden anything from you ever. If there is an instance where I had hidden something from you, please forgive me..." "Even if there's a one in a billion chance, you should still hold on to it, shouldn't you...."

Sebastian's helpless words kept echoing in her ears, and she suddenly woke up. At this moment, Sebastian had already taken a shower. He looked deeply at her and sighed helplessly, "I'm leaving." She sent him to the door and stared at his broad shoulders, which used to be her most reliable and comfortable pillow. But now, she didn't even dare to touch him.

Sebastian mentioned that he couldn't imagine what he would become without her. Truth was that she didn't know what she would become without him either. Perhaps she wouldn't even have a home to go back to, because where Sebastian was, where her home was.

Suddenly, she hugged Sebastian's firm waist and put her face against his back. She said with tears streaming down her face, "Sebastian, I'm willing to sacrifice anything for you. I am willing to throw my principles away. I don't want my dignity anymore. I don't want it anymore..."

Because there was still a little bit of unwillingness in her, she could not bear to let Sebastian leave like this. When there was love, there would be a sacrifice. Sebastian had nothing to sacrifice for her, so she was the only one who could sacrifice for him.

Sebastian also burst into tears of gratitude. He was grateful to Yasmine for not giving up on him when he was at his lowest.

They hugged each other tightly and didn't speak. They just cried silently. Even though they were quiet, they could feel the feelings they had for each other. They wanted to protect each other and this shaky marriage.

Yasmine followed Sebastian home. Just as Sebastian wanted to tie up loose ends with Abigail Tanner, he could not find her. She seemed to have evaporated from the world.

In spite of this, he did not give up looking for her. He sent people to search every day. Until one day, he received an email...

"Sebastian, don't bother looking for me anymore. In order to ensure the safety of my child and I, I have gone to a place where you will never be able to find. It's absolutely impossible for you to get rid of me just to get back together with Yasmine. I won't sacrifice to help you. I'll see you in two months."

Sebastian's fist hit the table and he almost smashed the display screen. Abigail was openly challenging his limits. He ordered Scott Jules to send people to find the woman, may it be any corner of the world. Although Yasmine had promised to stand by his side, he knew very well that it was only temporary. If he wanted her to stand by his side forever, he had to make a move before Abigail came back to cause more trouble.

On the same day, when Sebastian received Abigail's email, Yasmine also received the same email, but the content was different.

"Since the first time we met, I knew that you were not a simple woman. It turns out that I was right. Your heart is too strong. It is incredible that you could forgive your husband for having a child with another woman, but I would still advise you not to convince Sebastian to deal with my baby and I. If you are confident in your own status, you should wait for another two months to see the results."

When Sebastian got home in the evening, Yasmine sat on the bed blankly and asked him in a low voice, "Have you been looking for Abigail?"

Sebastian was stunned and he asked, "Yes. How did you know that?" "What are you going to do if you find her?"

"Let her leave with the child and ensure that she would never step into B City again."

"What if she doesn't agree? Are you going to kill her?"

Yasmine raised her expressionless face and waited for his reply.

"How could I do such a thing? Whether the child is mine or not, it is an innocent life."

"That's enough. Don't look for her anymore. Since I chose to stand by your side, no matter what the final result is, I will convince myself to accept it. You don't have to worry about my feelings and frighten a pregnant woman anymore."