The Seventh Miserable Bride

After the series of tragedies that had happened in the house, Madam Simons was depressed all day. On this day, she received a phone call from Claudine Tucker, who asked her out for a chat. She didn't want to go, but she felt guilty if she didn't. She forced herself to accept the invitation.

Sitting in the high-end coffee shop, Mila Zordon looked relatively haggard compared to Claudine's radiant complexion. Claudine raised her chin triumphantly and sarcastically said on purpose, "Are you having a bad time recently? You look terrible."

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mila didn't want to speak nonsense with her.

"Nothing much. I just heard that you're going to have a grandson soon, so I want to congratulate you in advance."

Claudine's words poked exactly at Madam Simons's sore spot. Her face fell, "You don't have to say such words. I know what kind of person you are better than anyone else."

"Really? Do you know me as well as I know you?"

Mila did not speak. Claudine sneered, "Others may think that you are dignified, knowledgeable, and sophisticated. But in truth, you are just a mistress who stole someone else's fiance."

"Claudine Tucker!"

Madam Simons was furious and her face turned livid. "Don't cross the line."

"How did I cross the line? You snatched my man away. Do I not even have the right to complain? Considering how others would usually treat mistresses, I'm already very polite to you."

"I didn't steal your man. Instead, you should blame yourself for being so overbearing that you couldn't win Titus' heart," she said.

"Oh, yes, I'm definitely not as skilled as you are when it comes to seducing men. But now, you should have been punished, right? I heard that your son was also entangled with a mistress and had just divorced his wife. I am really happy to hear this news. I didn't expect that you would one day fall into this state. Your family was turned upside down by the mistress, and your son and daughter-in-law had all left, hahaha..."

When Madam Simons saw that Claudine was mocking her, she slapped the table furiously and said with her teeth gritted, "Even if I'm not living a good life now, you're not any better than me. Now you're alone all the time and your son has married a daughter-in-law that you're not satisfied with. What rights do you have to laugh at me?"

"I'm not satisfied with my daughter-in-law, but if I want her to give birth to a grandson, she will do it without saying a word. Could you do that? Your son loves your daughter-in-law so much, but too bad she's infertile. Oh, if Titus could foresee today, he would have carefully chosen his partner at the beginning. Choosing the wrong woman would destroy his life. It seems that there wouldn't be any successor for your huge family business." Swoosh...

Mila couldn't bear it anymore. She splashed a glass of water at Claudine's face, "We will see. Let's see who will be the last to laugh."

Staring at her back, Claudine's eyes lit up and smiled cruelly. "Let's wait and see, Mila Zordon!"

Yasmine Taylor got off work a little late this evening, and the last bus had already left. When she was standing at the intersection, feeling frustrated, a silver-grey Hummer stopped in front of her. "Miss, do you need a ride?"

She blankly looked at the person who was talking to her in the car. "Director Smith..."

"Come on up. It's free," he offered.

Seeing that it was late, she hesitated for a few seconds and gave in.

"I heard from Manager Xavier that you're very smart. You learned everything as soon as it's been taught to you." he said.

Yasmine replied humbly, "Manager Xavier spoke too highly of me. I'm not as good as he said."

"Really? When I first saw you, I also thought that you were smart. Are you saying that there is something wrong with my judgment?"

Yasmine's scalp tingled as she heard what he said. "There's nothing wrong with your judgment, I'm the one who's wrong..."

"Perhaps I'm good at adapting." she finally said.

Gabriel Smith gave her a knowing smile and said nothing. The car stopped in front of Chuck's house. Gabriel got out of the car and opened the door for her like a gentleman. He looked at the old building in front of him and asked, "Do you live here?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Will you be inviting me in for a while?"

"It's too late..."

As soon as Yasmine finished speaking, her Aunt came out of the house with a basin of water in her hands. When she saw Gabriel standing in front of Yasmine, she walked over and asked, "Yasmine, who is this?"

"Hey, isn't your name Madeline?" Gabriel asked.

"It's my nickname."

After Yasmine explained in a low voice, she introduced, "He is my boss, Gabriel Smith."

Then she unnaturally turned her gaze at Gabriel, "This is my Aunt."

Gabriel immediately reached out, "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you, Aunt."

When Mindy Yard heard him calling her Aunt, she was extremely flattered. She put down the basin in her hand, dried her hands on her clothes, and then shook hands with him.

"Hello, do you want to come in and have a drink?" she said.

"Well, it wouldn't be a disturbance, would it?"

"No, no, please come in."

Yasmine's eyes widened and she was about to stop him, but Gabriel had already stepped into the house with her Aunt.

She didn't know what Gabriel was thinking. After entering the house, she took a pair of pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a bath. She purposely hid inside and didn't go out. Half an hour later, her Aunt came to knock on the door. "Yasmine, why did you take so much time in the bathroom? Your boss just left."

As soon as she heard that Gabriel had left, her uneasy heart was relieved. She put her clothes on and went out of the bathroom.

"Yasmine, tell me honestly, is your boss interested in you?"

When Mindy saw her coming out, she rushed over and asked curiously.

"No, I've only been in the company for a few days. I'm not that charming," she said.

"But I think he seems to like you. Just as you said, you have only been in the company for a few days. Why would him, as a boss, send an employee home?" Mindy didn't believe her. "He's just being generous."

"Hey... don't treat your Aunt as a fool. I'm telling you, this person looks quite reliable. He is definitely more reliable than Sebastian. Don't miss this opportunity and think about it carefully." Yasmine touched her forehead and sighed. She said clearly, "Aunt, I've just walked out of a broken relationship. I won't get into another now, okay?"

After that, she went straight back to her room and closed her door quickly.

As days passed by, Yasmine gradually got used to her peaceful life and also, the nights without Sebastian Simons.

She thought that the people in her past would no longer have anything to do with her, but she did not expect that on this day, there was an uninvited guest at her uncle's house. This man was none other than Richie Lind, whom Yasmine and Chuck Lorris knew very well.

When Mindy saw Richie at the house, she was panicked and confused. She quickly called her husband. Chuck hurried back from the dock.

"Boss Lind, is there a reason that you've come to my house?"

Sitting on the couch in the living room, Chuck asked with an unhappy expression.

Richie took a sip of tea and replied slowly, "I'm not looking for you. I'm looking for Yasmine, your niece.

I heard that she had divorced Sebastian. I'm here to ask if she wants to come back to our family. If she is willing, our doors are open to her at any time."

"Boss Lind, I appreciate your kindness on behalf of my niece. But it's a pity that she is not here." Chuck said.

"Where did she go?"

"I'm not sure about that either. We've lost contact with her for a long time."

Chuck gestured at his wife. Mindy understood his meaning and immediately went to Yasmine's room to hide all her photos and belongings. "Really?" Richie doubted.

"Absolutely."

Richie looked at the direction of the door, where there was a pair of women's shoes. He was very sure that the shoes belonged to a young woman, and they were definitely not worn by Mindy.

"In that case, would you mind if I live in your house for a few days? It wouldn't be too much of a burden, would it? After all, we had a good relationship before." he said.

Chuck's eyes widened in surprise and he said awkwardly, "Our house isn't much and we don't have many rooms. It would be better if you stay in a hotel."

"If you don't agree, I'll take it as you're feeling guilty for lying to me. Your niece must be living here. What do you think about me coming to guard your door every day?" Richie threatened.

After a brief silence, Chuck knew that Richie was not easy to deal with. He nodded in agreement, "Well, Boss Lind, if you want to live in my small place, just do it. It doesn't matter how long you live here." Hearing that her husband had agreed, Mindy turned around and ran to the kitchen to call Yasmine. The phone was soon connected. Yasmine lowered her voice and asked, "Aunt, what's the matter?"

"Yasmine, things are bad. Richie Lind is at our house."

"Richie Lind?"

Yasmine took a deep breath and asked, "Why is he here?"

"I don't know either. He suspects that you were with us. Now he insists on living in our house for a few days. Your uncle has no choice but to agree. What do you think we should do about this?" Yasmine calmed down quickly after the initial shock. She said, "Aunt, if he wants to live in the house, then let him. I'll hide outside for a few days, and I'll go back once he leaves."

"Then what if he comes next time? Why don't you come back and tell him directly that you don't want to go back with him?"

"No, I know Richie very well. If he waited for me a few days and couldn't find me, he wouldn't come next time. But if he was sure that I was here, I would be in trouble in the future. He would bother me every other day. He might even come up with some evil plot to attack you and uncle and force me to surrender." she said.

Mindy thought it made sense. "Well alright, don't come back first. If he leaves, I'll inform you. He might just be joking after all. He won't really live in our house. I'll call you later."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Yasmine was feeling a little downcast. She didn't expect that Richie had not given up on her and even came to her uncle's place.

It was getting dark, and it was time to get off work. Yasmine didn't leave the company, and she didn't know where to go either. So she decided to stay to work in the office, waiting for her Aunt's phone call. At half-past eight, the phone call finally came, but it was not good news. "Yasmine, Richie didn't leave. He's really staying here."