The Seventh Miserable Bride

In the room filled with sorrow, he struggled to catch his breath. Sebastian Simons fell to the ground with a flop and let out a strangled cry from his throat. She finally left. Even though he had faced her nervously and carefully every day, she still left without looking back or struggling, ultimately abandoning him...

He once again lost the love of his life. What kind of tenacious heart a person should have to face the trauma of emotions again and again? This time, he thought, he would never be able to live again.

The death of one's heart was the greatest sorrow, and it was not even enough to describe his mood at the moment. Every time he loved someone with all his heart and soul, he would get abandoned in the end He knew that Yasmine Taylor was tired and he knew just how much pressure she was under. It was not her fault to leave. He just could not accept that she did not fulfill the promise that she had made to face the challenges together with him.

If she stayed with him, he would still have the courage to go on living. Now that she had left, he suddenly felt that nothing mattered. He returned to his stone-cold self in the past, and became even more indifferent now.

Lying on the cold floor, his heart was hollow and cold. The heart which had been beating for Yasmine had stopped beating the moment she left.

The sky was getting brighter, but his heart was still dark. Moreover, this darkness was endless...

In the empty and deserted station, there was a lonely figure standing next to the chilly platform. Soon, she would leave this place and venture to a future without him.

Two people who had been in love with each other were separated just like this. It was not because they didn't love each other, but the circumstances did not allow them to love each other anymore. When there was no hope of survival, what else could there be to support the continuation of love...

She left at one in the morning. It was 7 a.m now, and she had been standing on the platform for seven hours. Her legs were already numb, but the numbest part of her body was still her heart. She had left all the good memories here. No matter where she went in her life, the feeling of sorrow would continue to haunt her.

Madam Simons pushed the door of her son's room open and saw her son lying on the ground. She cried out in panic, "What's wrong with you, Sebastian? Why are you sleeping on the ground?"

Sebastian shut his eyes and did not answer. If he could, he hoped that he would not wake up for the rest of his life and just die quietly.

"Yasmine? Where is Yasmine?"

When Madam Simons saw that the blanket on the bed was neatly folded, a bad feeling flashed through her heart.

Upon hearing his mother asking about Yasmine, Sebastian opened his eyes blankly, "Where did she go? Shouldn't you know that better than I do?" Madam Simons couldn't speak. She got up and ran downstairs, calling the butler at home, "Send someone to find the Young Madam and inform her whereabouts as soon as possible!"

She sent out dozens of people. Less than half an hour later, someone reported that Yasmine was in the train station at the north side of the city.

Madam Simons rushed over. Yasmine was about to leave in ten minutes. She held the purchased ticket in her hand and stared at the ground with a blank expression. She could not shed any more tears. Last night, she had already shed all of the tears she had in her life.

Even so, there was still a trace of pain in her broken heart.

"Yasmine, Yasmine..."

Hearing a familiar call, she turned her head stiffly and saw her mother-in-law rushing to her. Her eyes still remained indifferent.

As soon as Madam Simons saw Yasmine, she hugged her and burst into tears. "My child, I'm just asking you to divorce Sebastian for the time being. I didn't force you to leave. Where are you going?" Yasmine was silent. At this moment, she didn't want to say anything. Her mother-in-law thought that asking her to divorce Sebastian was just a temporary solution. But little did she know that when she said those words, she had already separated a couple who loved each other deeply.

"I can go to anywhere in this huge world." "You can't leave. If you leave, my son will hate me for the rest of his life..." Madam Simons cried.

She stared at her coldly. "So, do you want me to stay here to see the man I love to be with another woman?"

"No, I didn't mean that. I've already arranged a place for you. There will be servants to serve you. You can use this year to take good care of yourself. As long as you stay here, you will still have a good future." Yasmine laughed sarcastically, "Mom, am I such a puppet at the mercy of others in your eyes? Did you think that I would follow your instructions blindly? That I would divorce Sebastian and stay here as you please? Don't you think I own the rights to make decisions for myself?"

"Yasmine, I didn't mean that. Your parents are no longer around, I just don't want you to suffer..."

"I will not suffer any more than I am now, so, thank you for having a bit of sympathy toward me, but I am sorry that I don't need it."

Yasmine glanced at her for the last time and was about to get on the train with her luggage. Madam Simons stopped her and cried, "Yasmine, must you really leave?"

"Even your son can't make me stay. Do you think you can?" She said.

Madam Simons wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and took out a check from her bag. "Since you're determined to leave, take this. You must take care of yourself when you're alone outside." "There's no need." Yasmine didn't take the check. She left Sebastian because she was tired and couldn't hold on anymore, but it didn't mean that she didn't love him. Accepting her mother-in-law's money would only stain their love.

"You must take it!"

Madam Simons stuffed the check into her pocket as Yasmine stepped into the train.

The train started, and the check floated out of the window. Yasmine would rather starve to death on the streets than letting it step on her pride.

The check floated through the wind and flipped for a few times. It eventually landed at the side of Madam Simons' feet. She slowly bent down to pick up the check and burst into tears. Looking at the train getting farther away, she suddenly felt that maybe what she had done was wrong...

Sebastian did not go to the company that day. Instead, he lay on the floor of his room, silent like a lifeless body. Madam Simons went to her son's room several times, but she could only sit in the living room and shed tears in the end.

Titus Simons was also very upset. He came to his wife to comfort her, "Don't cry."

"Titus, I feel that we might have done something wrong this time. I am very worried, will Sebastian collapse again?" she murmured.

"No, he won't. The sadness is only temporary. Time will be the best medicine to cure his wounds. As Abigail had said, when the child is born, he will gradually get better." Titus comforted. "Yasmine really hates us this time. No matter how hard I try, I can't make her stay..."

"It's good to let her leave for a while. Even without Abigail's interference, her mood would still be depressed. Maybe after she leaves, she can change her environment and lifestyle. It will be a turning point of fate for her." he said.

"She's a good woman. I feel such pity to lose such a daughter-in-law."

"Don't worry. If the two of them really love each other, they will be able to continue their relationship with each other one day. After all, true love can't be separated." Titus silently hoped so.

In the evening, Sebastian finally went downstairs. When the couple saw their son coming downstairs, they were quite surprised. But when they heard his son's words, they were even more surprised. "Bring Abigail over tomorrow."

The couple looked at each other, unable to believe what they had just heard. Madam Simons asked cautiously, "What did you just say?"

"I said "Sebastian walked towards them, "Bring Abigail over."

"Why would you suddenly..."

Titus frowned and felt that his son was acting strangely.

"Because it's what she wants, and it's also what you want. Then I'll do as you wish."

He walked out of the house indifferently and thought in his heart, "I only hope that one day, you will not regret today's decision." Sebastian went to the bar and made a phone call to Fynn Jaymond. "Come out and have a drink with

me.

Fynn came over and asked as soon as he met him, "What happened? Why didn't you go to the company all day?"

Sebastian was already a little drunk, but he was still pouring beer into his mouth relentlessly. "Now I've become alone, just like you, Fynn..."

Fynn's heart skipped a beat and he asked in a hurry, "What's wrong?"

"Yasmine has left me. I can feel that she won't come back anymore."

For half a minute, Fynn did not say a word, as if he suddenly understood everything. Fie said sadly, "Is it because of Abigail?"

Sebastian smiled mockingly, "That woman is really something. She messed up my life over and over again. Three years ago, she ruined my life once. Three years later, she comes back to ruin my life once again... Fla, it's ridiculous..."

Fynn patted him on the shoulder. Fie had a lot to say, but he couldn't let out a word.

Fie could feel Sebastian's despair and heartache at the moment. Flaving worked for him for more than ten years and witnessed his love story with his own eyes, he knew the bitterness in his heart better than anyone else.

Sebastian drank the strong alcohol one shot after another. Nothing was better than drinking to him now. It would be even better if he could drink himself to death.

"It's going to get better. Stop drinking."

Fynn took the glass away from him. He really couldn't bear to see him drowning himself in alcohol and torturing himself.

"I was together with Willow for two years, but like a fool, I didn't know about her infidelity. In the end, she even seduced my best friend. How could I not be sad? But I'm okay now. So you have to get through it. Love is important, but we can't live for love all the time. We have to live for ourselves." he said.

"She said the same thing," Sebastian muttered.

"What?"

"When she left last night, she also said that people should live for themselves once in their lives."

Sebastian stared blankly at the blood-red cocktail in his hand. He shook his head, and his eyes became more blurred, seemingly lost his sense of where he was.

"I believe Mrs. Simons left because she was forced to do so. No women could ever tolerate what Abigail had done. If you can't bear to let her go and keep her by your side, maybe one day she couldn't bear the pressure and goes crazy or kills herself. At that time, you will suffer more than now. At least she still has a chance to live if she leaves now. If you think about it in another way, maybe you won't be so sad." Fynr tried comforting him.