The Seventh Miserable Bride

Following her silence, Sebastian Simons left her room and closed the door. Tired, she lay on the bed and gnashed her teeth, desperate to tear the pillow on the bed into pieces as if it was the scumbag himself. On what grounds was he claiming that she was eloping and flirting? Those were obviously false accusations. He had better not let her find him having love affairs with other women. Otherwise, he will be in trouble.

All of a sudden, the door opened. Startled, she sat bolt upright in bed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sebastian stood at the door and ordered with a poker face, "Write down my number."

Yasmine Taylor paused for a moment. Then, deliberately embarrassing him, she asked, "Oh, who was the one who said it wasn't necessary to exchange numbers when I asked yesterday?" "Stop the nonsense and note it down," he rebuked.

Sensing Sebastian's embarrassment, she immediately felt better. "Okay, say it," she instructed.

"136******"

"Did you catch that?" he questioned.

"Got it," she replied.

"Give me a call," he commanded.

Yasmine hit the call button, and moments later, Sebastian's cell phone rang. Satisfied, he turned and left without closing the door.

"He could not even be bothered to close the door after himself. Such bad manners," she muttered.

She grumbled to herself as she went to close the door. As soon as she reached out her hand, she was shocked by Sebastian's sudden appearance in front of her again. She asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"I forgot to remind you that from now on, you should be home before ten o'clock," he said.

"What if I don't?" she queried.

"Then go wherever you like, but not back to this house," he answered.

"Is it just me, or does this curfew apply to everyone in this family?" she asked.

"What do you think?" he threw the question back at her.

Sebastian raised his eyebrows and looked at her as if she was stating the obvious. He then shifted the painting in front of him to block eye contact between the two of them.

The next morning, Yasmine woke up exceptionally early as she wanted to sneak out of the room before Sebastian was up. Unexpectedly, he got up earlier than her and was already packing his suitcase.

She stepped forward in surprise and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing? Are you so mad at me that you want to run away from home?" Sebastian looked up lazily and asked grumpily, "Don't you think you've got more of a sense of humor recently?"

He did not have to mention it for her to realize that in the past, she had rarely joked with the Taylor family. But with this man, who was publicly known to be no different from a monster, she had no fear at all. In fact, she found him quite cute as long as he did not lose his temper.

"All right, jokes aside, where are you going?" she asked more seriously.

"I'm going on a business trip!" he responded.

Sebastian closed his suitcase then proceeded to make a phone call. "Are you here yet?" he asked briefly.

"I've been waiting for the past hour..." announced the person on the other end of the phone.

"I'll come down now," Sebastian said.

He hung up the phone, picked up his suitcase, and headed out the door. Thinking that he should say something, he turned around and exclaimed, "Finally, I'm excused from seeing your annoying face for the next few days. What good news!"

As soon as he turned back around, Yasmine said to herself, "Likewise..."