The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 108

Yasmine Taylor was so shocked that her eyeballs almost fell out. She moved her eyes to Sebastian Simons in anger and Sebastian's face had already turned pale in fear. He frantically questioned his mother, "Mom! Do you want me to get a divorce again?!"

He pulled Yasmine up and said, "Come on, let's go. My mom might be a little mentally unstable."

Yasmine shook off his hand and gritted her teeth as she said, "I will get back to this later." After she had finished her words, she immediately comforted Mila.

Yasmine consoled Mila for a little while longer. Until she saw that she was already in a better mood, Yasmine left the room and returned to her own room.

Sebastian was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, patiently waiting for her to come back so that he could explain to her.

"Honey, don't take my mother's words too seriously. She's having too much going on in her mind and that's why she is talking nonsense again."

Yasmine squinted at him and said, "Really? Is she talking nonsense, or is someone feeling guilty again?"

"I don't need to feel guilty. I'm a gentleman and have nothing to hide." "Although I knew that you are not a virgin, I just can't accept that you had simply slept with a bar girl when you were just a college freshman. I think you should really reflect on yourself!"

Imitating her mother- in- law's tough manner, Yasmine picked up a pillow and threw it at him. After the pillow hit him, she pushed him out and said, "Go out. Come back only when you have thought it over."

"Why do you only learn the bad things? Where do you want me to go out and reflect on myself on such a cold day?"

"You can go where your father is at."

Yasmine closed the door with a loud bang. No matter how loud Sebastian had cried out, she still refused to open the door.

Sebastian came to the guest room with a pillow in his arms. Titus Simons was smoking in front of the window. Suddenly, he heard someone's footsteps so he looked back and asked in surprise, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Thanks to you, I got kicked out tonight."

The look on Titus' face darkened. He continued smoking and did not ask any more questions.

After a while, Sebastian suddenly asked, "Dad, be honest with me. Are you really having an affair?"

"B*stard, what are you talking about? Who am I having an affair with at such an old age?"

Titus glared at his son angrily.

"But Mom is not the kind who would easily get into an argument with you, right?" "She's just out of her mind tonight. Don't bother about her."

"I think she's really out of her mind. She even told Yasmine that I had a one-night-stand with the bar girl when I was in college. That really sucks."

Sebastian sighed and covered his head with the blanket. He didn't want to think about anything.

In the morning, during the breakfast, Tiffany Simons noticed that there was something wrong, the atmosphere was somewhat weird. On one hand, her mother didn't even look at her father, and on

the other hand, Yasmine was harsh towards her brother. She wanted to ask the reason but at the same time, she was afraid that she would get into trouble, so she hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food and left the dining table.

Before he went to work, Sebastian came to the bedroom again and said to Yasmine, "Darling, after a night of reflection, I have realized that I was wrong. This is the repentance letter that I have written. Please accept it."

While Yasmine was still surprised. Sebastian had already placed the repentance letter in her hand, kissed her on the cheek and went to work with a smile.

She opened the repentance letter in her hand and started to laugh when she was halfway through it. It was exactly the same as the one she had written to him the last time. She thought that this guy had really thrown it into the trash can and didn't even look at it.

"Beep-beep-" a text appeared on her phone. " Dear, you're happy now, right? If you're laughing means you've forgiven me, okay? Let's go for dinner tonight."

She replied with a smile on her face, "It depends on my mood."

Sebastian was in a good mood when he saw this text reply. Based on his understanding of Yasmine, she would never reply if she hadn't forgiven him yet.

Sebastian had been busy for the entire morning. At noon, Fynn Jaymond suddenly knocked on his door.

"President Sebastian, someone has sent you a confidential document and asked you to open it personally."

He unwillingly took over the document and said, "What kind of document is this?"

He opened the envelope, inside was a sky blue colored paper. His face suddenly froze and stared at the folded paper crane while his fingers were trembling. He asked blankly, "Who sent it?"

"I heard that it's a woman. She handed it over to the receptionist."

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat. "You may go out."

After Fynn had left, he opened the paper crane with a complicated feeling. It was a delicate handwriting that he was familiar with. "Sebastian, Abigail here. I'm back. If it's convenient for you, can we meet at the usual place six o'clock in the afternoon?"

This short message was like a violent storm, setting off huge billows in Sebastian's calm heart.

At that instant, his mind went down the memory lane, into every single memory that this woman had brought him, the beautiful ones, the painful ones, and the unforgettable ones...

For the whole afternoon, he was so absent-minded that he was spacing out during the company meeting. His subordinates reported to him on the company's progress, but he couldn't listen to a single word.

At a quarter past five, the employees got off from work one after another, but Sebastian was still sitting alone in the office, recalling Yasmine's words, "Since you are now married to me, would the reason for her to betray you still matters?" He knew that meeting up Abigail would hurt Yasmine's heart, but he still couldn't resist the impulse to see her.

After a painful struggle in his heart, Yasmine's words still had failed to hold him back from seeing Abigail. He picked up the car key and went to the appointed place.

Along the way, he thought about the things that he would say to her. He had even thought that he would give her a hard slap first before saying anything else, so that to make her repay the pain and humiliation that he had suffered for the past three years.

His car was parked in front of Spicy Pasta Shop, but he did not get off the car immediately. Looking at the young students who were entering and exiting through the door, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was very complicated. Never in his life had he thought that he would meet Abigail again at a place that was full of their beautiful past memories.

He sat there for a long time before he pushed the car door open and walked into the noodle house with steady steps.

Their eyes had met with each other almost at the very same moment. As their line of sight intersected, there was an indescribable excitement. Even if it was full of pain, he still missed her. Sebastian stared at Abigail, that woman who he had been deeply in love with, was still as beautiful and pure as before. Even a look from her could make his heart ache. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

In the end, he didn't say the harsh words he had wanted to say.

The slap that he wanted to give, wasn't given either.

"Long time no see, Sebastian"

Abigail stretched out her slender hand, hoping to shake his hand.

Sebastian was repeatedly clenching his fists. He didn't know what to do but eventually, he stretched out his hand and shook her hand. Three years later, their hands touched for the first time, it was the hand that they had touched countless of times in the past. At that instant, their hearts were filled with endless sentiments.

"Boss, can we get two bowls of spicy pasta please. He will get the less spicy one, and I would like more spice in mine. Thanks!"

Abigail shouted to the boss. Just like before, she still had a pair of clear and bright eyes, a pair of lovely dimples, long waterfall-like hair, and a gentle look that would always make him pity her.

Sebastian's heart was very uneasy. Abigail's sudden appearance made him feel depressed once again. What made him depressed was not her betrayal, but the fact that he still couldn't bear her appearance even after such a long time had passed.

The boss served the spicy pasta and Abigail immediately pushed the bowl of noodle which was less spicy to him. Then the bowl of pasta which was spicier, was of course hers.

"Sebastian, do you have anything to ask me?"

The two of them had sat there quietly for a long time, but none of them said a word. Abigail looked down, and her long eyelashes were fluttering rapidly.

But at an instant, it stopped.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Sebastian, of course, was dying to question her. But at this very moment, he was more interested in knowing what this woman wanted to say to him.

"I heard that you're married."

Abigail looked up at him, and the tenderness in her eyes made his heart ache again.

"Yes."

"Then are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy, if you didn't leave three years ago, I would be happier."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not the time to talk about this now. Tell me, why have you returned?"

"Because I have a reason to come back."

"Can't I know this reason?" "You can, but it's still not the right time."

Abigail tucked her hair behind her ears and picked up a fork. She said with a smile. "Alright, let's eat first. The food is getting cold."

She first picked up some of the pasta and sent it into her mouth. While eating, she fanned her hand at her mouth. "Wow, it's so spicy but it's so delicious."

Sebastian was like a statue, sitting there without moving an inch, as he watched her eat. It was just like before, when the two of them came here to have this pasta. He would just quietly watch her eat first and then only he would start eating. But this time, the love in his eyes had disappeared.

"I can't anymore. I haven't eaten it for too long. I can't handle the spice anymore."

Not quite sure since when, Abigail's face was already covered with her tears. The tears on her face had once again made Sebastian's heart ache. He took out a few pieces of tissue and handed them over to her. He then said in a deep voice, "Eat mine then."

"No. It's fine. I think I just need to practice a little bit more, to claim back the title of spice queen that you had given me in the past."

She continued to eat the spicy pasta, and her tears kept on flowing.

Sebastian continued to hand her another the tissue, one after another. In the end, they both didn't know whether it was her sweat or the tears that were flowing out from her heart.

Yasmine Taylor waited until six o'clock, but Sebastian hadn't returned home, nor did he call. He was the one who said that they would have dinner together tonight.

She thought he might had been too busy with work so he had forgotten about it, so she had taken the initiative to call him to remind him about the appointment, but no one answered the call.

She then called Fynn, thinking that he must know of Sebastian's whereabouts. When Fynn picked up the phone call, he was puzzled and said, "When I got off work today, President Sebastian was still in the company. Why? Is he not home yet?"