The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 57

Sebastian put on his clothes and got dressed. Yasmine still shut herself up in the room and did not come out. He walked over and knocked on the door. "Hey, you're usually open-minded. You don't need to be so ashamed of such a trivial matter, do you?"

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He continued to knock on the door. "Don't take it to heart. I'm not anyone else. It's very natural for you to want it from me," he coaxed.

"Well, come out quickly. It's my fault that I made you feel lonely all the time," he continued.

The door was opened with a bang, Yasmine was furious. She shouted out of control, "Are you crazy? Going out to swim in the middle of the night?"

Sebastian was stunned by her roar and said innocently, "I've always been crazy, and you know that."

"Yes, I know, but I didn't know you could be this crazy!" she said defensively.

"Now you know it, don't you? It's not too late to know now. Don't be so fierce, be more gentle," he said.

Yasmine was so angry. Her mind must have gone crazy after she was thrown into the swimming pool last night, hence coming to him to seek comfort from him. No, wait, she had not been thrown into the swimming pool before she came to him.

It must be the heavy rain in T City two days ago, which caused damage to her brain.

"Hurry up and freshen up. I'll bring you out to buy some clothes," he said.

Yasmine snorted, "No thanks, my clothes are already dry."

"Are you so sloppy? You're not going to change your clothes on such a hot day? Even if it's dry, the smell of sweat is still on it," he claimed.

She thought for a moment and said softly, "If only you delete the recording, I'll do whatever you say today."

Sebastian sniggered and thought about it. She was actually still thinking about that.

"Okay," he agreed.

He took out his mobile phone and deleted it in front of her.

Yasmine breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the sofa in the living room, and said, "Give me five minutes."

After tidying up, the two of them walked out of the room together and bumped into Kaleb Lorris. Kaleb was accompanied by a beautiful girl who had been massaging him last night. He greeted her ambiguously, "Miss Taylor, good morning."

"Morning," she replied.

"You two had too much exercise last night, right? Why is 7th Madam so weak?" He asked Sebastian tastefully. Sebastian nodded and said, "Yes, a little bit."

Yasmine pinched him hard and he gave a purposeful smile, saying, "We need to run some errands. Tell Marcus and Jeremy that we will head back to City B at 3 o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay."

Kaleb smiled and nodded. When he left with the beauty, he did not forget to tease Yasmine. "You have to exercise more, this beauty next to me is really good at it."

Yasmine was speechless. When she walked out of the hotel, she asked Sebastian, "How do you know rich playboys like Kaleb, Marcus, and Jeremy?"

Sebastian asked her disapprovingly, "How much better am I compared to them in your eyes?"

Yasmine was speechless. Although Sebastian was not as lecherous as them, he was not much better than them in other aspects.

Although T City's economy was not as prosperous as City B's, there were many large shopping malls. However, Sebastian was not satisfied even having been to several of them.

"We're just looking for a casual setting, we're not going to attend a grand ceremony. Why do you have to be so picky?"

Yasmine was a little impatient. Sebastian had always focused on the little details, but she was not the same.

"How can we pick casually? We can't do that no matter to people or clothes. We must choose those that we are really satisfied with. Especially for you women, otherwise, basically half of your life will be ruined," he debated.

"Everyone can say that, but not all can walk the talk. I can see it from how you get married and divorced so frequently. If you really chose the one that you were satisfied with, you wouldn't have remarried that many times," she claimed.

"That's different. I just wanted to retaliate against women. I wanted to torture every woman who loved and pursued vanity. I wanted to let them know that they couldn't have love and money at the same time," he defended.

Yasmine was very surprised. This was the first time that Sebastian had told her the words that he buried deep in his heart.

"Did Abigail leave because of this?" she asked.

"No," he denied.

Yasmine was surprised again. She thought that she would get scolded or ignored by him if she asked this question, she did not expect him to answer. Although he did not give elaborate further, he was at least willing to face this sensitive topic.

"Why, then?"

she asked cautiously. As much as she had warned herself to stop asking, she could not hold back her curiosity.

"Didn't you already know?"

Sebastian glanced at her indifferently.

"Mother said that she betrayed you, but I've always thought that it was not the truth. If she really loved you, she wouldn't have fallen for another person so quickly," she reasoned.

"That's not necessarily true. I initially thought there were other reasons, but in fact, that's the truth. She left with someone I considered as my brother, and hadn't come back for three years," he said.

Seeing a glint of sadness in Sebastian's eyes, Yasmine dared not ask any more questions. She was reluctant to uncover his scars just to satisfy her curiosity.

"By the way, a shopping mall came to my mind, maybe you will like it."

She wisely shifted the topic. Sebastian adjusted his mood and asked with interest, "Where?"

"There is a shopping mall called New World Mall located at 200 meters south of the North Road. It's very different from other shopping malls, be it the layout or the clothes sold in there," she described.

"Oh? Let's go have a look. But, where is the North Road that you mentioned?" he asked.

"The first reverse, then I'll guide you," she said.

Sebastian reversed the car as she instructed, and drove in the direction of North Road. Yasmine directed him from time to time. After 20 minutes, they finally arrived at their destination.

When he got out of the car, Sebastian asked, "Do you come to T City often?"

Yasmine denied, "No."

"Then why are you so familiar with the roads here?" "Oh, I was here two days ago to accompany a friend to buy clothes for a honeymoon," she explained.

Sebastian did not ask further. It was obvious that he believed her words.

New World Mall was indeed a little different from the other shopping malls. As soon as he entered, there were seven dwarfs in strange clothes. They bowed with a funny look and said, "Welcome."

Sebastian sniggered and said, "What is this? A fairy tale world?"

Yasmine said proudly, "Don't look down on these seven dwarfs. They rarely bow to guests, unless they are fated."

"I don't see how we're fated?" he said.

"You can stand aside. It's the fate between me and them," she claimed.

"What kind of fate?" he asked.

"I look like a princess, so..." her voice trailed off.

"Puff!"

Sebastian could not help but laugh again. "So, they see you as their Snow White?"

"More or less," she replied.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Your conceit makes me speechless," he commented.

There were daily necessities on the first floor, and clothes were on the fifth floor. Yasmine led Sebastian to the elevator and said to him, "See you on the fifth floor." Then she turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Sebastian grabbed her clothes and pulled her back. "I'm going up to the fifth floor," she said plainly. "You're not taking the elevator?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"Then are you going to fly up?" he sneered.

She pointed to the left corner. "Stairs are over there. I can walk up," she said.

"You're too energetic, aren't you? You rather climb up the stairs than taking the elevator," he blurted.

Yasmine lowered her head and gently removed his hand. "I'm used to it."

Sebastian watched as she walked away and was very confused. When she disappeared into the corner, he suddenly remembered that she had claustrophobia. He immediately chased after her and dragged her down the stairs.

"What are you doing?" she screamed.

"Didn't you say that as long as I delete the recording, you'll do everything I say today? Now I want you to take the elevator with me," he commanded.

Yasmine shook her head awkwardly. "No, I can do anything but not this."

When she was about to go upstairs, Sebastian grabbed her and said, "I don't care, you have to come with me."

"Why can't you be considerate? I hate taking the elevator, okay?" she said.

"Isn't it just claustrophobia? Is it so terrible? Let me be the prince who saves you today." Sebastian dragged her to the elevator and said in a serious tone, "Trust me, you can do it."

Yasmine could not believe that those words came out of Sebastian's mouth. When he insisted that she took the elevator, she thought that he was deliberately trying to make fun of her. She had never thought that he was trying to help her to overcome her fear.

"It won't work. I've tried before, so don't waste your effort," she refused.

"You were alone previously, but now that I'm here, you can rest assured and follow me. Failing once doesn't mean that you'll always fail. A person so tough like you shouldn't have any weaknesses," he coaxed.

Hearing this, Yasmine felt like crying, she was so moved by his words. No one had told her that since she was born.

All these years, she had faced all kinds of bitterness on her own. She had never imagined what having the company felt like.

When the elevator door opened, Sebastian held her hand and stepped in.

She pressed on the fifth-floor button and the door closed slowly. A familiar fear began to grow in her. When the elevator began to rise, her face turned pale, her chest tightened, and she found it hard to breathe...