The Seventh Miserable Bride

"You'll know when you get there."

The wretched man looked at Yasmine and took her bag away. He squinted his eyes and smiled maliciously, "Wait for me here. I'll be back soon." "Give me back my bag!"

Yasmine Taylor was about to chase after the man when the bouncer stopped her, "Don't worry, Miss. He'll give it back to you soon."

"Could I please borrow your cellphone? I want to call the police."

"Call the police? What for?"

"Didn't you see it? That man took my bag away!"

"He will give it back to you when he comes out."

"Are you saying that I should wait here so that he could continue harassing me later?"

"Don't worry, he will not be harassing you anymore. I promise that you won't lose a single strand of hair, otherwise, we will take full responsibility for whatever happens."

Yasmine saw that the bouncer was serious. It didn't seem like he would trick her, so she sat down angrily and waited for the man to appear again.

It was about ten minutes later when the perverted man finally returned. Yasmine was shocked at what she saw.

She was stunned and she asked in horror, "What... what happened to you?"

If it wasn't for that distinguishable set of yellow teeth, Yasmine wouldn't have recognized the person in front of her. The man's face had been beaten up to a point where it was completely swollen and bruised. "Miss, I'm sorry. I was wrong to behave that way. It won't happen again."

The man politely returned her bag and ran away in fear.

For an entire minute, Yasmine could not comprehend what happened there. When she finally regained her senses, she shifted her focus toward the room which the man had exited from.

In a quick decision, she immediately carried her bag and walked toward the third private room.

Thump! Thump! She knocked hard on the door. When the door opened, an unrecognizable face emerged and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, are you the only one in this room?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

She bit her lip and shook her head, "Never mind, it's nothing."

However, Yasmine did not leave right after. Instead, she hid and waited at a corner. About five to six minutes later, the door opened once again and a group of seven people exited the room. The person walking in front was none other than Sebastian Simons.

She bolted towards him and stared directly at him without uttering a single word. Sebastian was stunned for a moment. Evidently, he did not expect that Yasmine was still in the bar. He turned his eyes slightly to the people behind him and instructed, "You all may leave first."

After everyone left, he asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? Am I not supposed to be the one asking you that question? What the h*ll are you doing here?!"

Yasmine's voice was so loud that even the waiters looked at her with confusion.

"Let's go in and talk."

Sebastian didn't want to be peeped by others, so he dragged Yasmine into the room and shut the door tight.

"Don't you know that places like these are unsafe? This is not a place you should be at."

"If this is not the place I should be in, then why are you here?"

"I'm a man. We are different."

"So what if you're a man? Does it mean that men can go wherever they want, whereas women like me should just stay at home?"

Sebastian was visibly angered by her response. He frowned and roared, "If I hadn't been here just now, you would have been harassed by that pervert!"

"So what? It's none of your business. Since you don't love me anymore, why do you still care about me?"

"I don't care about you." "You say that, but your actions indicate otherwise. Do you think that I'm that foolish to not sense it at all?!"

Yasmine cornered Sebastian into a tight spot, making his heart tremble in panic.

"I have accepted Gabriel as you wished, and I also want to forget our past and live a good life with him. But why? Why must you make it difficult to forget about you even after you've pushed me away? Don't you know that it hurts me so much? What exactly do you want to see happen to me before you are finally contented?"

Yasmine's tears further exacerbated Sebastian's pain. He was in pain ever since Yasmine left him, and it had been this way until now. A man's dignity would sometimes forbid him to confess certain truths, and for Sebastian, he had chosen to keep the truths to himself until the day he dies.

"You should leave, and go somewhere far away from B City. Just as I had said before, don't come back again..."

Sebastian suddenly said wearily.

Yasmine was desperate. She looked at Sebastian blankly and said, "This will be the last time I ask. Do you mean whatever that you say? Is this what you really want?"

He nodded, and then she left without looking back.

The night before Yasmine left B City, Sebastian's parents had gotten wind from Fynn Jaymond that Yasmine was in B City. That night, the couple paid a visit to her apartment.

The three of them sat facing each other. The couple was visibly nervous, perhaps having felt guilty of their past treatments toward her.

"Yasmine, your father-in-law and I decided to pay you a visit, even though we know that you might find us laughable."

"I don't. However, if you have anything to say, I would appreciate that you are direct."

Yasmine looked at her mother-in-law without any expression on her face. She was a well-mannered woman. No matter how poorly Yasmine was treated in the past, she would never be rude toward them. "You have already known everything about Abigail, haven't you?"

"Yes, I have."

"Then do you have any plans?"

"I don't have any plans."

The couple looked at each other. Titus braced himself and revealed the purpose of their visit, "There are some things that we don't know how to best express, nor are we trying to pick a side. However, out of our love for Sebastian, we do hope that you can still return to him."

Yasmine sneered and said, "Have you both forgotten? I'm infertile."

"It doesn't matter. We don't mind anymore. Too much has happened over the past two years. Your father-in-law and I have figured that while the continuity of our bloodline is important, it still pales in comparison to our son's happiness. Seeing Sebastian falling into a deeper pit with each passing day, we both are really worried that we would one day lose our son. What use is a grandchild if we no longer have our child..."

"You have finally figured it out, but don't you think it's too late?"

Yasmine looked indifferently at the couple, "If you had thought so at the beginning, we wouldn't have today's misfortune."

Madam Simons cried sadly. "I'm sorry, Yasmine. We already know we're at fault here. Please forgive us and our foolish parentings. For the sake of your fate with Sebastian, please return to him. He really needs you. Most people have thought that his relationship outlook is dysfunctional, but those were merely a facade. He has never done anything that betrayed your trust."

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't promise you that. When I signed the divorce agreement two years ago, I have said that I won't come back once I leave. So, please leave. My relationship with your family has been long gone."

Yasmine told her guests to leave, but they refused, "Yasmine, I beg you to reconsider. My son really needs you. Only you are capable of lifting him out from his pit. As long as you're willing to return to him, we will comply with any of your requests, even if it means refusing to live under the same roof as us."

"You all should leave. I've told you that I can't do it."

"Are you actually going to just stand and watch as his entire life is being ruined?"

"What could I do? It's not that I don't want to. Your son has explicitly rejected me and thought of all methods to get rid of my presence. He asked me to leave and to never come back, do you think he actually needs me? I beg you all to first understand what your son is really thinking before making these requests to me, alright?!"

Yasmine vented her anger and ran back to her bedroom in tears. She slammed and locked the door behind her.

The couple was completely startled. They froze for a good few moments before coming to senses. When they did, they immediately rushed home and found that their son had yet to return. Titus immediately phoned her son and demanded him to come home.

An hour later, Sebastian came back and asked his parents indifferently, "What's the urgent matter about?"

"We just went to see Yasmine. She said that you wanted to get rid of her, is that true?"

Sebastian was stunned. He nodded and asked, "Yes, what's the problem?"

"Why are you doing this? You obviously miss her very much, but why are trying to get rid of her?!"

"That's my business. You don't have to interfere with it."

"How could we not? We are your parents, and you are our son. Are there any parents in the world who simply don't care about their children?"

Sebastian sneered sarcastically, "If you want to show that you care a lot about me, the best way is to not interfere in my personal affairs." He turned around and was about to head upstairs when Titus screamed in rage, "As long as I'm still alive, I will not live a day ignoring nor neglecting you!"

"You both think that you know what's best for me, but in reality, how much do you actually understand about me? Don't obsess over such frivolous matters any further. What's so bad living a simple life like this?"

"Stop!"

Titus roared again, "As your father, I'm ordering you to apologize to Yasmine immediately and bring her home."

Heh, Sebastian thought he had heard the most ridiculous joke he has ever heard, "Why don't you just give up? What are you treating her like, demanding her to come and leave at your whims? Do you think she's your puppet, subjecting herself to your wills and demands?"

"We've wronged her in the past as well, but if you're willing to put your ego aside, she will surely agree to return!"

"I don't need her, okay?"

Sebastian turned around angrily and said, "Why do you think I still love her? And why do you think I desperately need her? If those were the truths, I'll handle it on my own without both of you ever needing to worry about anything. Have you not messed up my life enough?"

As Sebastian finished raging, he continued his walk upstairs. He recalled something and said further, "Also, don't look for her anymore. What rights do you both have to disturb someone else's life?!"

Bang!

Titus suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and collapsed onto the floor.

"Titus!"

"Dad!"