The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 89

After releasing her anger, she ran out out of the office in annoyance. When she passed by the secretary's room, Fynn Jaymond was about to say something when he was interrupted by her, "Don't talk to me. None of you men are any good!"

Huh, Fynn didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was in disbelief, he did nothing but he was scolded too.

When Tiffany got home, she cried and complained to her parents, "Why did it turn out like that? Why is my brother born as such a cold-blooded person? I told him that sister-in-law is sick, but he couldn't any lesser about it. He even said that what's so great about that woman? and even asked me if I'm persuading him for her. He really pissed me off!"

Titus Simons remained silent. He had only learned about the issue between his daughter-in-law and his son yesterday. He had been in a unpleasant mood since yesterday, and it seemed that he was worried about something.

"Is your brother alright?"

Madam Simons asked with sadness.

"What's alright? He is so thin that his eyes have sunken so much."

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"Come home?" Tiffany snorted and said, "I'm afraid that he won't come back for the rest of his life, as long as sister-in-law is still here."

Madam Simons burst into tears after hearing her words. Titus glared at her impatiently and said, "Why are you crying? He just can't accept the reality at this moment. He'll be back once he's calmed down after a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of car engine being turned off could be heard. Tiffany immediately stood up and said "Is my brother back home?"

She was right. Sebastian had really come back, although the expression on his face was horribly cold.

"Son..."

Madam Simons wanted to say something, but he had already gone upstairs. When he arrived at the door of the bedroom, he pushed the door open and strode in.

Yasmine was very surprised to see him. She propped herself up and said, "You're back..."

Sebastian pretended that he didn't hear her. He immediately opened the wardrobe and packed his clothes into the luggage bag. Yasmine soon understood the reason why he had came back. He came back just to get his stuff.

She turned her head away and remained silent, but her tears still flowed down. Fortunately, she didn't cry in front of him.

After about ten minutes, Sebastian almost finished packing up. He picked up the bag and walked out of the door. When he was at the door, he suddenly stopped and said as he looked at Yasmine through the corner of his eyes, "Just like that and you are ill, and you are trying to use me to seek for revenge? It seems it's not me who underestimated you, but you have overestimated yourself."

Yasmine thought about his words over and over again. The more she thought about it, the more useless she felt she was. It was just a small failure and she was already like this. Then she recalled what her mother had suffered in those years and what she had gone through now. What she had suffered was nothing at all compared to what her mother had went through.

She cried to her heart's content. After that, she swore that she would be strong and she would not let anyone see her incompetent look.

She began to eat well. Every night before going to bed, she went to the gym that Sebastian used to exercise at until she was exhausted and had no energy to think about her own sorrow. She miraculously had a good sleep. She took her medicine on time, ate meals on time, and rested on time, and soon enough, she recovered from the illness. A week later, Yasmine, she had completely returned to her former healthy state. However, occasionally she would feel an indistinct loneliness and sadness in her heart.

These days, Sebastian had been living in his own apartment. He didn't speak or laugh and lived in a daze with only wine to keep him company.

It was not until one day that an uninvited guest had came to the apartment that such a decadent life had come to a rest.

This uninvited guest was Linda Taylor, who wouldn't appear unless something had happened. She had already heard of the news that Yasmine and Sebastian had broken up. She was happy for a long time before she could suppress her excitement and ready to take advantage of the current situation.

She followed Sebastian's car to his apartment. After he went in, she touched up on her makeup and knocked on the door.

When the door opened, she tried to put on the most charming smile and said, "Hi, brother- in- law, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Sebastian snorted and asked sarcastically, "Do you know how thick-skinned you are?"

Her face suddenly turned red, but she continued to laugh with disapproval, "My brother-in-law, you are really humorous. Fortunately, I am not a narrowminded person and will not take my brother-in- law's jokes to the heart."

"Who's kidding with you? I'm telling the truth. Didn't anyone tell you that you're really thick-skinned?"

Linda could not laugh and said with some annoyance in her tone, "I know that you are in a bad mood now, brother-in-law. I'm here to comfort you. Can you let me in?"

Sebastian leaned against the door and said, "No. It's the best comfort for me if you don't show up in front of me. Don't put on such athick make up. Do you know that when you don't put on make up I feel like vomiting when I see you? But when you put on make up, I literally just feel like dying."

"Sebastian Simons!"

Linda became angry out of embarrassment and stopped calling him brother-in-law gently like she used to. She called out his full name and said, "Do you think I want to see you? I just think you are pitiful. Don't you ever think that I don't know that you have been betrayed by women before you were with my sister. A man who has been cheated on by so many women is just so pitiful. He is destined to be cheated on by a woman. You are so lucky to have a woman like myself who is so sincere and is willing to be by your side but you don't even know how to cherish it. On top of that, you even humiliated me. Do you think..."

Before Linda could finish her words, Sebastian grabbed her by the neck that she couldn't breathe properly. She struggled and said, "Let go of me... let me go..."

"How dare you act like this in front of me? Are you courting death? Then I'll help you."

He tightened his hands on her neck. Linda's face turned to pale out of breath. She twisted her body desperately, and she was no longer as arrogant as before. Instead, she begged in a trembling

voice, "Brother-in-law, you... please calm down... It's my fault... I apologize to you... Please let go of me first... If you kill me... My sister will not forgive you..."

Sebastian really wanted to strangle her to death, but when he heard her last words, he inexplicably let go of his hand and warned her with a gloomy face, "If you dare to come here next time, you will not have the chance to step out of this place again."

Linda fell to the ground and cried loudly. The door in front of her closed with a loud bang. She got up and shouted, "You are a heartless man. You can only show off in front of me. You don't even dare to do anything to those women who had stepped on you. One of them ran away with another man and the other took advantage of you as a fool, while you are hiding here like a coward. You are so pitiful. The last time in your office, didn't you ask me if you are worse than a fool? I can tell you now, you really are worse than a fool, at least a fool has not been deceived by woman before, hahaha..."

Linda laughed hysterically, which made her blood-red lips tremble. Suddenly, the door in front of her opened. With a swoosh, he splashed a bucket of water on her face. However, the smell of the liquid seemed very strange. She licked her lips and asked in horror, "What... what is this?"

Sebastian raised the corner of his mouth mockingly and told her word by word, "Fresh urine."

Ah —after the door was closed again, Linda let out an earth-shattering scream.

The next day, when Fynn saw that the president was not present for work, he called him but no one answered. He was puzzled and drove to his apartment. He took out the spare key and opened the door. Soon he was dizzy because of the pungent alcohol smell. He quickly draw open the curtains and saw a pile of empty bottles on the ground. Sebastian had passed out on the floor.

"President Sebastian, President Sebastion?" Fynn called out worriedly. When he saw that his face was pale, he quickly carried him into the car and drove to the hospital.

After a series of check-ups, the doctor announced with a serious face, "The patient has been drinking excessively for a long period of time which had caused gastrointestinal bleeding. It is necessary for us to monitor the patient in ICU. Once the patient has passed the critical stage then only you will be allowed to visit him."

Fynn called the Mansion House. It was the Madam Simons who answered the phone. When she heard that her son was hospitalized because of an internal bleeding due to excessive drinking, she immediately rushed to the hospital with tears in her eyes.

Not too long after, Titus, Tiffany, and Yasmine arrived at the hospital.

Everyone looked very serious, especially Yasmine. When she saw Sebastian's haggard face through the glass, her heart ached as if she had pressed a handful of broken glass onto her heart.

After waiting for the whole day, Sebastian hadn't woken up even once. However in the evening, the doctor announced that he had passed the critical stage so they were allowed to visit him but only for a short period of time.

When Sebastian's parents knew that their son was out of danger, they were finally relieved. After visiting him, Yasmine persuaded them to go back home to rest but she continued to stay at the hospital.

Standing in front of the window, Fynn handed her a bottle of beverage. "Do you know why he drank so much?"

She shook her head in dismay. "Last night, your sister went to his apartment and seemed to have said something hurtful to him. I have been by President Sebastian's side for so many years, and I know his past better than anyone else. Three years ago, Abigail Tanner left with his cousin without saying anything to him on his wedding day, and that was how he suffered from a severe depression. There is no way to cure this disease completely. Every time he had an episode, he felt as if he was

going to die. He was like this throughout the first year after he was diagnosed with the disease and on the second year he started to regard marriage as a joke. He was even to married to different women and divorced all of them. Until the third year, you came into his life and saved him from his miserable life. He told me, that never in his dreams, would he love another woman again, and he will definitely appreciate his new found love. But fate is cruel, he went through a lot to love again, only to find out that you are only using him. That kind of despair perhaps can only be felt by a person who has experienced it before. Yesterday, he gave me a call, he said: "Fynn, I'm pitiful, am I? Just now, Henry Taylor's daughter came over to my place and laughed at me. She said that I'm even worse than a fool, and here I thought, that maybe I'm really worse than a fool which was why I can never love like anyone else anymore."