The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 167

"There may be many men who are better than you, but it has nothing to do with me. I like you, and no one will ever replace you!"

The two of them was arguing back and forth until one o'clock in the afternoon. Fynn Jaymond looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to buy a ticket."

He pulled her up and dragged her to the airport. Tiffany Simons struggled hard, "Let me go. I said I won't go back."

"Stop it!"

Fynn roared angrily, "Are you trying to annoy me even more?"

He pulled Tiffany forcefully into the airport. When he was buying the ticket for her, Tiffany slipped away and hid in a quiet and hidden place.

Was he going to make her go back? No way. He didn't know how much effort she had put in to find him.

Fynn realized that Tiffany was nowhere to be found after he bought the ticket. He looked around worriedly. Tiffany was secretly happy as she saw him looking for her frantically.

When she was happily thinking to herself, she unexpectedly found that Fynn had disappeared from her sight. Fynn had gone to look for the surveillance video. His intuition told him that Tiffany must still be at the airport.

When she was looking around, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. She turned around in horror. When she saw it was Fynn who patted her, she felt a chill in her heart.

"Do you still want to play hide-and-seek with me?"

Fynn glared at her, "Follow me." It was a fierce order from him.

Tiffany shook his hand off and burst into tears. "Do you have to do this to me? Do you know how I feel when I came to find you?"

"I knew you sneaked out. Your brother called me." Fynn said.

"Did he ask you to force me to go back, or were you the one who didn't want to see me?" she asked.

"I'm not here to have fun. I'm in a very bad mood now. I want to be alone. Please don't disturb me, okay?"

"I won't disturb you. I will stay quietly by your side. As long as we could eat and chat together, I will be satisfied."

Fynn rubbed his forehead impatiently and said, "Am I not clear enough? I want to be alone. Even if you stay with me without saying a word, I will still feel uncomfortable, do you understand?" Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Tiffany didn't say anything. Tears quickly filled her eyes. After a long silence, the boarding notice of her flight came from the hall. She said nothing as she grabbed the plane ticket from Fynn and left without looking back.

Fynn stared at her disappearing back. Fie wanted to say something but he eventually swallowed his words back. After a while, he received a text message, "No matter how much you dislike me, you don't have to show it to me. I will be happy as long as you would find the time to eat with me occasionally, just like how you did in the past. I could then just tell myself that that man likes me, but he just didn't show it."

Tiffany came with excitement but returned with disappointment. She didn't say a word when she got home. She just went upstairs expressionless.

When Yasmine Taylor came back from the company in the evening, she heard from the servants that Tiffany was back, so she hurried to Tiffany's room. She was worried when she saw Tiffany covering herself with the quilt and sleeping on the bed. "What's wrong? Why are you back so soon?"

She already had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Yasmine, this is the last time. I won't throw my dignity away anymore just to go after someone who doesn't like me."

Tiffany's voice sounded hoarse, and it was probably because she had cried so much. Fynn's coldness was the last straw.

Yasmine didn't know what to say. She could understand the helplessness of unreciprocated love, so she could only comfort her sister-in-law. "Well, at least you tried. It's not your fault that Fynn doesn't like you. It's his loss and he has no taste. Fie will regret it one day."

Waa.....

Tiffany threw herself into Yasmine's arms and burst into tears. She was crying so hard that she couldn't catch her breath. The fact that she was rejected again and again by Fynn had destroyed her fragile heart.

Yasmine stroked her hair dotingly and let her release the pain in her heart. Gradually, Tiffany stopped crying. Yasmine could not even hear the sound of sobbing.

She felt that something was wrong. When she lowered her eyes, she was shocked to see that Tiffany had fainted.

"Tiffany, Tiffany!" She shouted in panic, but Tiffany had already passed out.

In the hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant, Yasmine and the rest of the family waited outside the emergency room anxiously. Sebastian Simons stood in front of the window with a heavy expression. Yasmine struggled for a long time before she finally walked over and said guiltily, "I'm sorry..."

Sebastian glanced at her and asked, "Why are you saying sorry?"

"I shouldn't have encouraged Tiffany to go after Fynn. If she didn't go to him, Tiffany wouldn't have..." Yasmine said.

"Forget about it, this was going to happen sooner or later anymore. It's just a coincidence that she happened to have gone after Fynn."

"Will she be alright?" she asked.

"We won't know until the doctor comes out."

Sebastian's expression was solemn, and Yasmine could not help but feel even more guilty. She silently prayed for her sister-in-law to be out from danger as soon as possible or she would definitely blame herself for the rest of her life.

The lights in the emergency room was switched off and the doctor came out. Everyone gathered around the doctor anxiously. "How's it going? How's my daughter?"

"We have to perform the operation as soon as possible. There are already symptoms of bleeding in the brain," answered the doctor.

"When is surgery?"

"Three days later." the doctor said.

Old Madam Simons agreed immediately, "Okay, let's do it three days later."

It was a surgery that was going to be carried out sooner or later. After it was done, there was no need to worry about it anymore.

Tiffany knew that she was ill, but she didn't show too many emotions. For her, it didn't matter whether she was alive or dead since she couldn't get Fynn's heart.

On the night before the operation, Fynn came to her ward. He didn't wake her up. He just looked at her intently.

All of a sudden, Tiffany woke up, as if she had a telepathic connection with him. When she saw the person sitting next to her, she suspected that it was a dream. She asked blankly, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that you are ill, so I came back to have a look at you," he said. "I'm fine. You can go now."

Tiffany turned her head away and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Tiffany, let's date."

His words made Tiffany stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong. "What did you say?"

"Let's date, based on love, for the goal of marriage," he answered.

Her heart was beating fast, but she didn't dare to be happy. Instead, she supported herself and sat up on the bed, "Why did you suddenly change your mind? Is it because you felt pity for me?"

"No, I just want to try and date you. Maybe you really are the one for me."

Fynn's eyes were focused and serious. Tiffany could no longer hold back her excitement. She happily threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Even if it was a dream, she was still willing to indulge herself in it...

Perhaps it was because of the power of love, Tiffany's operation was very successful. The whole family was relieved, and Fynn accompanied Tiffany every day. Yasmine continued to share the burden with Sebastian in the company.

On this day, an uninvited guest came to the company. As soon as the person entered the secretary's room, both Yasmine and Abigail Tanner were stunned. Both of them shot deadly glares at each other.

"What are you doing here?" Yasmine asked. "I should be the one asking you this question. What are you doing here?"

Yasmine smiled. "This is my husband's company. Why can't I be here?"

"Humph." Abigail snorted sarcastically. "Has Sebastian's company dropped to the point where he needed you to help him out?"

"It's none of your business. What could you do?" Yasmine snapped back.

Abigail's face fell and she went straight to the president's office. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she turned around and said bitterly, "That's right. You can't have a baby anyway, so you could only find something else to do. Otherwise, you would really be worthless."

Yasmine threw a folder at her. However, the folder merely smashed into the door as Abigail had already entered the office.

Half an hour later, Abigail came out. When she walked past Yasmine, she glanced at her with great disdain and left with her head held high.

As soon as she left, Sebastian walked to her table and looked at her with his head tilted. "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Yasmine replied grumpily. "What is she doing here?"

"What else could it be? We were talking about the evidence." Sebastian said.

"Is the matter settled?"

"She asked me out for a talk tomorrow night." Yasmine frowned, "Did you agree to it?" "Well, we have to solve it sooner or later anyway. It's better to solve it as soon as possible," he explained.

"Have you decided on where you are going to have the talk?" she asked.

"I'm going to decide the place," he replied.

"Then where are you going to meet her?"

"The club where I often go."

When she heard that they were going to the club where he had frequented, she felt a little relieved. Nevertheless, she still reminded him thoughtfully, "Be careful. She is no longer the Abigail Tanner you knew."

Sebastian nodded, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."