The Seventh Miserable Bride

"I said I won't let you!"

Seeing that soft measures would not work, Sebastian Simons grabbed her hand and shoved her aside. He twisted the door handle and the door was opened. He began to stride out in big steps.

Yasmine Taylor could not watch him leave just like this. She quickened her pace and rushed to him, suddenly wrapping herself around him like an octopus. No matter how hard he tried, Sebastian couldn't break free from her grasp.

"What on earth are you trying to do, Yasmine?"

"Can't you see that I'm trying to seduce you?"

As soon as she was done speaking, she took the initiative to kiss Sebastian. Sebastian's eyes widened immediately as he stood frozen for a moment. However, he did not stop her.

A trace of confusion flashed across his mind. He gradually loosened his grip on Yasmine and wrapped his arms around her waist. He did not kiss her wildly as he did in the past, yet his tongue was deeply entwined with hers.

Yasmine looped her arms around Sebastian's neck. Her body was a searing ball of fire. Gabriel Smith had tried to kiss her several times, but she always found an excuse to avoid him. However, with Sebastian her excitement was easily ignited. She could tell that for the past two years, he had been an unbearable weight resting in her heart. The two moved to the side of the wall. Her body was squeezed between the wall and Sebastian. Sebastian held her face and pecked her lips gently. The tip of his tongue was entangled with hers as if they were forming a knot that refused to be separated, only wanting to get closer and tighter.

Yasmine's breath quickened. Her lust was now aroused. She could no longer be satisfied with such gentle kisses. She reached out for Sebastian's belt subconsciously. However, as she was about to unbuckle it, Sebastian's body stiffened all of a sudden. The vacant look on his face vanished and a cold expression took its place. He shoved Yasmine away and she fell to the ground. There was a hint of anguish in his eyes, yet he said nothing. He spun around and left in a panic...

Yasmine sensed a sharp, stinging pain in her heart. It was not because Sebastian had abandoned her, but because she felt sorry for him. He really suffered from a fear of sex.

Yasmine got up and walked to the window. She watched him as he sat in the car, gripping his hair tightly. Tears flowed out of her eyes. What should she do to rescue her lover...

After this incident, Sebastian began to avoid Yasmine intentionally. He didn't stay back and accompany the research and development team to work overtime. Yasmine knew deep down it wasn't that he didn't want to participate in her work, but rather because he just didn't want to send her home.

She even deliberately stayed in the bar until late night and called him to pick her up, but he still flat-

chapter 201 out refused. Not once, but twice. He called for a taxi to send her home instead.

Yasmine had no choice but to go to the Mansion House and visit her mother-in-law.

Standing in front of the familiar villa door, she had mixed feelings in her heart. On the night of her departure two years ago, she had vowed not to return. However, two years later, here she was, standing in front of the Mansion House once again. If it weren't for Sebastian, she would never set foot at this door ever again.

There was no competition in love. Out of true love, a person hoped that their loved ones would live a better life than them.

Madam Simons had been crying all day long ever since her husband passed away. Yasmine's unexpected appearance made a rare smile appear on her face.

"Yasmine, I didn't expect you to come to our house, let alone come back to pay your respects after your father-in-law's death," Madam Simons said.

Yasmine's heart ached when she looked at her haggard mother-in-law in front of her, "Mom, don't be sad. We can't bring back the dead. The best way to let the deceased rest in peace is to let the people he cared about live happily."

"If it weren't because I was afraid that your late father-in-law may still have some unfinished business which I must fulfill, I'd really like to follow him..."

Madam Simons cried miserably as she spoke.

"Mom, please don't think like that. You may have lost your husband, but you still have a son and a daughter. They still need you. If something happens to you, what will Sebastian and Tiffany do? Tiffany still doesn't know the news of her father's passing. If she comes back one day and sees that her beloved parents are both gone, she'll be crushed."

Madam Simons nodded with tears in her eyes. "I'm living just for the sake of both my kids now. However, the fact that I'm living alone in an empty villa every day makes me feel a little lonely and unhappy, especially when I thought of how lively our house used to be."

"Mom, in fact, I came here today to talk to you about this."

"What is it?"

"Would it be alright if I move back here?"

Madam Simon's eyes widened and she held her daughter-in-law's hand in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure."

"Of course! That's really great! It would be a pleasure to have you back here..."

There were two reasons why Yasmine wanted to move back to the Mansion House. First, she wanted to take care of her pitiful mother-in-law, and second, she wanted to get closer to Sebastian. A few days had passed ever since he left her that day, but she had barely seen him.

Yasmine personally prepared a sumptuous meal for dinner. Then, she and her mother-in-law both waited for Sebastian's return. Sebastian was still unaware that Yasmine had moved back to his house. He reached home at six o'clock. As soon as he changed into a pair of slippers, Yasmine suddenly jumped out from behind him, "You're back."

Sebastian was shocked and he asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"I think Mom's too lonely, so I came back to stay with her for a few days."

"Did you even get my approval?" How could you move into my home without even asking me?"

"This is also my home..."

Yasmine grumbled with grievance.

"We're divorced."

"But you tore up the agreement."

"You..."

Sebastian couldn't think of anything to rebut her. His face darkened, "My mother has me to accompany her. Why don't you go back to the apartment?"

"You're either working or socializing all day long. How many hours in a day could you accompany her then?"

"I don't care how many hours I'll have with her. She's my mother!"

"Your mother is also my mother."

"You're not leaving, are you?"

Yasmine nodded. "Yes."

"Well, if you don't leave, then I will."

As Sebastian was about to put on his shoes and leave, Madam Simons came down from upstairs. "Stop!" "Mom,"

Sebastian turned around and called out with a stiff look on his face.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going out for a walk."

"Will you not come home as long as Yasmine is here?"

Sebastian remained silent.

Tears streamed down Madam Simon's cheeks. "This house is already so quiet. It took you so long to come back here. Let bygones be bygones. However, your father just left us not too long ago. How could you bear to leave now? Do you want me to follow him to the grave too?"

"No. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"If that's the case, then don't go anywhere and just stay at home. From now on, as long as you step out of this house, I'll rise to the heavens and join your father at once."

Sebastian rubbed his forehead in frustration. He couldn't go against his mother's wishes.

Sebastian went upstairs after dinner. Yasmine stayed to chat with her mother-in-law in the living room. Her mother-in-law held her hand, "Yasmine, I'm really sorry that my son is giving you the cold shoulder." "It's okay. I don't take it to heart."

If she had not known about Sebastian's illness, she would have been extremely offended by his treatment. In fact, she would make sure that he would taste h*ll for treating her so poorly.

"Then, could you promise me that you would not leave him no matter how distant my son is to you?"

"I promise. I won't leave, even if you drive me away again."

Madam Simons lowered her head in guilt. "I'm sorry. I was really wrong at that time."

"It's alright. It's all in the past."

They chatted for a while more, after which Yasmine slowly went upstairs. She headed for the room that she had left two years ago- her and Sebastian's bedroom.

Thump! Thump! Thump! She knocked hard on the door. Sebastian opened the door impatiently. "What do you want?"

"I want to sleep."

Yasmine invited herself in and stared at the decorations in the room, "The room still looks the same as it was before. Nothing has changed here. However, it seems as though the people here have changed a little bit.

Sebastian said with an icy face, "This is my room. Find another room to sleep in."

"This is also my room. I don't plan on staying in separate rooms with you."

Yasmine sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Sebastian with a smug look.

Sebastian sighed. He turned around and exited the room, closing the door behind him with a bang.

Yasmine opened the wardrobe. Her heart ached a little at the sight of it. Some of her clothes were still neatly placed within. This man clearly had her in his heart, yet he still stubbornly refused to admit it.

It didn't matter. She would try every method to make this stubborn man admit it.

After taking a shower, she went to the room next door and knocked on the door again. After a while, Sebastian opened the door and shouted irritatedly, "What do you want?"

"Why are you sleeping in this room? Isn't this room where Abigail used to live in? Are you still unable to forget about her?"

Yasmine folded her arms around her chest and leaned against the door, eyeing him calmly.

Sebastian gritted his teeth, "You win! Do you think there are only a few rooms in this huge villa?"

He went out of the room again and turned at a corner before disappearing. Yasmine hurried after him, only to find him in another guest room.

She stomped her feet gloomily and turned to run downstairs.

In the middle of the night, a sneaky figure came to Sebastian's door. After opening the door, she quietly went in. With the help of the faint moonlight that was shining into the room, she tucked herself beneath the sheets and lay down.

Yasmine didn't dare to sleep right next to him. She looked at him quietly from a pillow's length. He slept so soundly, seemingly unaware that there was one more person on his bed at the moment.

What should she do to make Sebastian return to his wild behavior in bed?

He didn't even bother to touch her now. Even though she had the heart to treat him, she was helpless.

Also, the most crucial problem now wasn't regaining his mojo, but having him to face the hard truth about his sex life, or rather the lack thereof.

Should she use a bottle of strong wine to make him drunk?

No way, if he saw that he had been violated again after waking up, he would definitely murder her.

Offer him some aphrodisiac drugs?

That would be worse. Abigail Tanner had drugged him before. One thing led to another, and Sebastian ended up suffering from impotence.

What method could she use then? Yasmine was at her wits' end.

When she was about to withdraw her hand, the person beside her suddenly turned over, grabbed her wrist and pressed her under his body. Yasmine's eyes widened in horror and she was at a loss for words. She stammered, "Are... are you awake?"

With a click, the nightlamp was turned on. Sebastian looked at her with bloodshot eyes. "Why are you on my bed?"

"It feels a little cold to sleep alone, so... I came to borrow some warmth from you."

"My question is, how did you come in?"

Sebastian asked through gritted teeth. Yasmine glanced at the key on the nightstand and said, "Mom gave it to me."

"Why are you suddenly behaving like a different person now?" Sebastian speculated suspiciously, "Do you know something?"

Yasmine shook her head with a flicker in her eyes. To maintain Sebastian's self-esteem, she lied, "I don't know anything at all. But from the sound of it, is there something that I should know about?"

Sebastian got off her and said in a dispirited tone, "Nothing. You should leave."

Yasmine bit her lip and reached out to hold his waist. "I won't leave. We've been separated for so long. Don't you wanna do it?"

Yasmine had already spoken with such bluntness. She hoped that she could persuade Sebastian to confess his illness to her so that she could help him openly.

It would be better for him to speak out on his own than to have her ask the questions.

She squeezed herself into his arms and began to kiss his face, starting from his sharp jawline to his sensuous lips, to the bridge of his nose and finally to his closed eyes. Suddenly, she tasted a drop of bitter tears.

"Yasmine, just give up. I'm no longer who I used to be. I'm not a normal man anymore. I can't satisfy your basic needs..."

Her body stiffened all of a sudden.

Yasmine was heartbroken. How much courage did it take for him to confess that he was impotent? Sebastian trampled on his own dignity and mustered the courage to utter those words out to her.