The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 95

Yasmine’s tears rolled down her cheeks when she heard Sebastian's heartfelt words. She choked with sobs for a long time before finally asking cautiously, "Don't you hate me anymore?"

Sebastian kissed her forehead affectionately and said, "No, I don't hate you anymore. You, my little Yasmine, are pitiful enough."

"You don’t hate me even a tiny bit? I had taken advantage of you," she asked.

"I really don't hate you anymore. Now, I only feel sorry for you. As for taking advantage of me, you can take advantage of me as much as you want. I’m willing to be taken advantage of by you," he reassured.

Yasmine smiled with tears in her eyes. "Thank you, Sebastian. Thank you for giving me courage to start afresh."

"I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for never giving up on me at times when I ignored you and distanced myself from you. If it weren't for your persistence, how would I be able to know my own heart in such a short time?" he confessed.

Who said that love would only hurt one's heart? It was not until this moment that Yasmine believed that love also had a healing power. She and Sebastian had healed the wounds in each other's hearts. She healed his relationship trauma while he healed her family trauma. "Does that mean that I can rely on you from now on?" she asked.

Sebastian nodded and said, "Yes, from now on, I'll be your only support. I’ll never let you suffer from grievance or hurt anymore, not even a little bit."

Yasmine was touched by Sebastian’s words, but she said, "Sebastian, I hope you didn’t say that out of sympathy. Although my experience is very tragic, you know that what I want is not your sympathy.

If I wanted you to sympathize with me, I would have confessed to you when you exposed my lies that day. The reason why I didn't confess is that I was afraid that you would think I was only finding an excuse to run away from the mistakes I had made..."

"Silly girl, I’m very clear about my feelings for you. It’ s not sympathy. So, don't think too much. Now, listen to me and have a good rest. I need to go out to get some things done. I’ II come back to you before dark."

He covered Yasmine with the blanket, leaned over and kissed her forehead again. He did not leave the ward until she closed her eyes obediently.

Sebastian called Linda personally and asked her out to meet him. He also asked her mother to come along with her and he chose to meet them in a very luxurious hotel.

Linda, suddenly receiving a call from the person she loved, felt both surprised and uneasy. She asked her mother, "Mom, do you think that brother-in-law is asking us out because of Yasmine?"

"How would I know?" Dorothy also felt uneasy. She thought for a moment, got up and said, "Whatever the reason is, let's go first."

"Well, I'll go upstairs and dress up first."

Linda rushed upstairs and took out a pile of makeup. When she was about to put it on, she remembered Sebastian’s humiliating words last time. "Please don't wear such thick makeup in front of me next time. I only feel like vomiting when you don't wear makeup, but when you do, I feel like dying."

With a snap, she pushed her makeup to the ground and mumbled gloomily, "So annoying."

Twenty minutes later, Linda came down from upstairs. When Dorothy saw her, she raised her eyebrows in surprise. "My daughter, why didn't you put on makeup today?"

"Don't mention it. Someone said that he feels like dying when he sees me wearing makeup."

"Who said that? He must be blind to not know how to appreciate your makeup."

Linda turned a deaf ear and Dorothy followed behind her while cursing angrily.

The two of them arrived at Emperor Hotel and stood at the entrance. Dorothy exclaimed, "I was really ignorant last time. If I had known earlier that Sebastian was not the evil person as rumored, I would have let you marry him. Look at how generous he is, treating us to a meal at such a high-end place."

As soon as she mentioned it, Linda said indignantly, "That’s why, you’re the blind one." Dorothy was angry and annoyed. She glared at her daughter and said, "How could you say that to your mother? If I’m blind, then what are you?"

They kept slandering each other, making passers-by think that they were crazy.

When they arrived at the private room, Linda managed to force a smile and knocked on the door. When the door opened, they saw a row of men in black standing in the big private room. They all wore sunglasses as if they were the Men In Black. She unconsciously took a step back. Fearfully, she shifted her gaze to the man standing right at the end of the room, and asked, "Brother-in-law, what does this mean?"

"Mind your words. I'm not your brother-in-law."

Linda was stunned for a moment and felt a little happy. Sebastian did not admit that he was her brother-in-law, which meant that he had not forgiven Yasmine yet. Her worried heart was finally relieved. She pulled her mother's sleeve and gestured for her to go up and say something.

Dorothy understood what Linda meant, came forward with a flattering face and said, "Son-in-law, why did you invite us here today?"

"Why don't I remember having a mother-in-law like you?"

Linda was even happier when she heard his question. She replied on behalf of her mother, "Oh, Sebastian, you're really good at making jokes. We understand that you hate my sister, but you don't have to forget us, do you?" "Who said that I hated Yasmine?"

Sebastian stood up, crossed his arms and walked towards her. He questioned her with his sharp eyes.

Linda was stunned and immediately said, "Haven't you already moved out?"

"Just because I moved out, you can bully her now?" Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sebastian questioned again, which made Dorothy a little flustered. She grabbed her daughter's arm and said, "Forget it, we won't eat this meal. I appreciate your kindness, son-in-law."

"Son-in-law? Didn't you understand what I said? Or was I not clear enough? It doesn't matter. I can be frank with you. I, Sebastian Simons, have only one mother-in-law, and that is Tanya Lorris."

Suddenly hearing the name "Tanya Lorris", Dorothy's face turned pale. She dragged her daughter, wanting to leave, but she was stopped by two strong men standing outside the door.

"What do you want?"

She turned around and questioned Sebastian, feigning fierceness.

"Since you've stepped into this room, it won't be that easy to get out."

Sebastian signaled with his eyes and several men behind him rushed forward and pinned down the mother and daughter.

"Help, someone wants to kidnap us..."

Dorothy shouted and screamed. Sebastian sneered and said, "Go on, shout as loud as you can. This hotel is mine. No one will come and save you however loudly you shout."

"Sebastian, let's talk. Don't do this, please?"

"Talk? Did you talk to my wife nicely when you took her away?"

Linda’s face darkened. "That woman cheated you so badly. Why are you still supporting her?"

"If that's the case, then should I be grateful to you for avenging me?"

"You don't have to thank me. Let go of my mother and me."

"I’ll let you go, but it's not time yet."

Sebastian took a small bottle of liquid from Fynn and shook the bottle over Linda’s head. "Do you know what this is?"

"...What?" Linda’s voice began to tremble.

"See for yourself."

He put the bottle in front of her and when she saw the word "acid" labelled on it, she almost fainted. She cried and pleaded, "Brother-in-law, no, you can’t, please, please don't..."

Dorothy also saw the word "acid” on the bottle and her face did not look much better than her daughter's. "Son- in- law, we can apologize to Yasmine. Don't hurt my daughter. You won’t benefit from hurting her. You will be punished according to the law."

"Call me 'son-in-law' again, you’ll only expedite my pouring acid on her face."

"Okay, okay. I won't. Mr. Simons, please have mercy on us. Please let us go..." "Why didn’t you show mercy when you abused my wife? I, Sebastian, am even more cruel than you. Do you think I’ll have mercy on you?"

"Brother-in-law, didn't my mother already say that we can apologize to my sister!"

"Apologize? What you've done to her can't be solved with just an apology. You tortured my wife, which is no different from torturing me."

As soon as Sebastian finished his sentence, Dorothy was dragged aside. Then, he picked up a whip and bent down and asked, "Is it this? Did you hit my wife with this?"

Dorothy was so scared that she could not speak clearly. "No, I didn't... I didn't..."

"I can see clearly whether you did it or not. Now I'll let you feel this whip on your body."

He lifted the whip and flung it down hard. Dorothy screamed as if she was a pig being slaughtered. Sebastian quickly swung the whip a few more times and then stopped. He said to the pathetic woman on the ground, "Remember, this is just the beginning."

"Mom... Mom..."

Linda wailed, struggled and wanted to pounce on him, but her arms were firmly restrained and she could not move at all.

Sebastian walked towards her, step by step, and raised the bottle of acid in his hand. He looked at Dorothy and said, "Do you still want to play dead? Your daughter's face will be ruined if you keep pretending." Dorothy endured the great pain on her body and pushed herself up when she heard this. She crawled to Sebastian's feet, knelt down and begged, "I won't pretend anymore. Please let my daughter go. I won't pretend anymore..."

With a smirk on his face, he opened the bottle and splashed the liquid on Linda’s face. Linda let out a shrill cry, then blacked out.

Dorothy was lying on the ground, shivering. She did not dare take another glance at her daughter. After some time, Fynn pulled her hair, forcing her to stand. But to her surprise, she found that her daughter's face was still fine and not disfigured.