The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 206

"Wait a minute,"

Yasmine Taylor added worriedly, "If... if things turned out the same as they did that day, please don't feel distressed about it, okay?"

It was as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on Sebastian's blazing desire. He had forgotten all about it just now. The atmosphere was completely destroyed the moment she said the words that she should not have said.

"Ah..." Yasmine could not resist moaning at the pleasant surprise. "Sebastian, you're amazing. We'll definitely succeed this time."

As soon as she finished speaking, she found that something was off. Next, Sebastian's expression shifted from lustful to ice-cold. Her heart thumped. Oh no, it seemed that they failed again.

Yasmine chided herself in her heart. Why did she say that they would definitely succeed? She should have realized that the more she wanted Sebastian to succeed, the more stressed he would have felt. He would be extremely nervous because he was afraid of letting her down. Once he had this sort of mentality, what was meant to be a success would inevitably turn into failure.

Looking at the man lying next to her looking disheartened, she wiggled closer to him guiltily, "Sebastian, I'm sorry. It's all my fault this time. I said too much. Let's try it again." Sebastian picked her up and walked out of the room. When they reached Yasmine's bedroom, he threw her onto the bed and warned her furiously, "If you dare to seduce me next time, I'll throw you out of the window!"

He turned around and left in a huff. Staring at the closed door, Yasmine scratched her head. What was she doing? Was she helping him? Or was she sabotaging him? They almost succeeded...

On the weekend, Yasmine decided to go shopping with her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law's mood had become much better because of her understanding and her willingness to put the past behind them.

Sebastian Simons came down from upstairs. She quickly waved her hand at him, "Are you free today? Mom and I are going shopping. Could you drive us to the mall?"

"Don't we have a driver at home?" He rolled his eyes.

"I'm just afraid that you would feel bored if you're home alone."

Yasmine explained.

"Can't you see that I'm heading out too?"

"Where are you going?"

"It's none of your business."

Sebastian was still angry at her for ruining his plan that night. His tone was laced with anger. It was obvious that he was furious.

"Mom, let's go."

Yasmine held her mother-in-law's arm and the three of them went out of the house, one after another.

The two cars drove out of the gate one by one. However, just then, the car in front stopped with a whoosh.

"What's wrong?"

Madam Simons asked the driver in confusion.

"I don't know. The Young Master's car suddenly stopped. I'll go down and have a look.'

"No, I'll go and have a look."

Yasmine pushed the car door open, taking two steps forward. Suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief. "Tiffany..."

She covered her mouth in surprise. She immediately turned around and shouted, "Mom, it's Tiffany! Tiffany's back!"

Sebastian had already come out of the car. He slowly walked to his sister and reached out to embrace her.

Madam Simons heard Tiffany's name out of nowhere and thought that her ears were deceiving her. She only came back to her senses when the driver reminded her, "Old Madam, Miss Tiffany is back."

Mila jumped out of the car like a madwoman. Looking at her matured daughter from a few meters away, she cried out, "Tiffany, my daughter!"

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried loudly in joy. Yasmine was also moved to tears by the scene of their reunion. The family returned to the living room, where the old lady was still crying with her daughter in her arms. Tiffany was weeping as well. Although two years was a short time, the feeling of missing her loved family felt like centuries.

After bawling for a long time, Tiffany raised her head and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense. Yasmine cast a glance at Sebastian. His face was darkened like it was covered by dark clouds, while his mother shed countless tears of sorrow.

In an instant, Tiffany panicked and a bad feeling filled her heart. She grabbed her mother's hand, "Mom, what's wrong with Dad?"

Madam Simons did not speak. She just kept crying. Tiffany turned around and asked Sebastian, "Brother, where's our father? Where did he go to?"

Sebastian did not say anything, and Tiffany started to panic. "Yasmine, tell me, what's with Dad? Did something happen to him?"

Yasmine could not hold back the tears that were flowing out of her eyes. After thinking for a while, she choked and said, "Dad has passed away..."

With a thump, Tiffany fainted and fell to the ground. It took her this long to finally return. She could finally put her past behind her, only to be informed cruelly that one of her family members, whom she had been thinking of day and night, was no longer alive. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

After regaining her consciousness, Tiffany sobbed bitterly. Regardless of her feeble condition or that it was now in the dead of night, she insisted on visiting her father's grave. Madam Simons could not talk her out of it, thus she had to ask the driver to start the car. The whole family accompanied her to Titus Simons' grave.

Kneeling in front of her father's tombstone, Tiffany wailed in pain. The most tragic thing in the world was that she thought her family member was alive and well but in truth, he was long dead.

"Tiffany, you can't bring back someone from the dead. I'm sorry for your loss."

Yasmine could not bear to see her sister-in-law in such misery, so she went forward to comfort her in tears.

"Yes, Tiffany. Your father's been afraid of seeing you cry since you were little. Don't cry anymore. He would be heartbroken if he sees you like this..."

"Mom, you should all head back," Tiffany sobbed. "I'd like to say a few words to Dad alone."

"We'll be here with you,"

"There's no need. I was a terrible daughter. I'd like to stay here and apologize to Dad."

Tiffany blamed herself for not even attending her father's funeral. No matter how her family convinced her, she refused to leave her father's grave and insisted on paying her respects.

In desperation, her family had no choice but to leave her by herself.

Tiffany knelt in front of her father's grave for the whole night, reminiscing the life and thoughts she had for the past two years. Her tears never dried.

At dawn, Fynn Jaymond drove to the cemetery. Yasmine had called him earlier and told him that Tiffany was back. The slender figure in the distance looked as slim and frail as before, however, Tiffany seemed to have become much more stubborn than she was before. Fynn felt something slightly different in his heart. He walked over gently and called, "Tiffany, you're back."

Tiffany's body froze, but she did not look back. "Yes," she answered in a hoarse voice.

"You've stayed here for the whole night. I'll take you home."

He reached out to help her up, but Tiffany turned down his gesture of goodwill and stood up on her own.

She did not say anything in Fynn's car. The car stopped at the Mansion House. When she got off the car, Fynn spoke. "We're all upset about the Old Master's passing but we have to face the reality. Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. Take a good rest today, I'll make time to accompany you tomorrow."

"You don't have to."

She shook her head lightly, looked into his eyes, and said calmly, "Although I'm heartbroken now, I can still survive. I'm no longer the person who needs your company when I'm in turmoil. Over the past two years, I've encountered a lot of difficulties, yet I survived everything by myself. I still haven't achieved much, but I'm happy to say I've let go of my feelings for you."

After that, she left without looking back.

Yasmine received a call from her uncle. When she learned that her aunt was ill and hospitalized, she was worried sick. She quickly packed up her luggage, preparing to head back to F City.

Just as she was about to make her way downstairs, she bumped into Sebastian who was heading upstairs.

Sebastian stared at the luggage in her hand and raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Where are you going?"

"My aunt is ill. I have to go back to F City."

When Sebastian heard that she was going back to F City, his face darkened. "Isn't that just an excuse? I guess your real purpose was to meet your lover."

Yasmine could not be bothered to explain too much to him. She was about to rush downstairs with her luggage but she was yanked back by Sebastian. "I won't allow you to go." Fie made his stance clear.

"I must go back today!"

Yasmine's determination was even more firm than his.

"I'm your husband. You must listen to me!"

"Even if you're my husband, you have no right to meddle with my freedom!"

Sebastian was enraged and shouted, "You...!"

Yasmine craned her neck, "What about me? Are you going to threaten me again by forbidding me to return?"

Sebastian suppressed his anger for a long time and changed his mind, "I'll take you to the airport!"

Yasmine stared at his begrudging figure and laughed dryly.