The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 69

As soon as Linda hung up the phone, Richie called. He asked her when she would go to T City, and whether she wanted him to pick her up or not. It was as if both of them were in collusion, forcing her to have no way out.

On Saturday night, Yasmine had a nightmare and broke out in a cold sweat. After that, she could no longer fall asleep.

She stood alone in front of the window, staring at the half-moon outside the window. Her eyes were getting blurry. She had been married for three months, but nothing had changed between them. She walked to the door, quietly opened it, and walked to Sebastian's bed. Sebastian was sleeping soundly, and his handsome face under the moonlight was clearly visible. She could not help but reach out to touch him, but he suddenly said, "Why are you up at this hour, are you sleepwalking?"

Yasmine was so shocked that she withdrew her hand immediately and answered sadly, "I... I'm just walking around."

Sebastian sat up straight and switched on the lamp at his bedside. "You're coming out for a walk in the middle of the night?"

"I just had a nightmare and couldn't fall asleep. I wanted to see if you have slept."

"I've always been a light sleeper, so even the slightest movement can wake me up." He looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's only two o'clock, aren't you going back to sleep?"

Yasmine was silent. After a while, she looked up and said, "Can I sleep here? I just need to lie here for a while."

She did not have any hope and was ready to be rejected by him.

Sebastian was stunned for a few seconds, but to her surprise, he nodded and said, "Okay, come here."

He moved to make space for Yasmine. She lay down with a conflicting feeling. Sebastian tucked her in and turned off the light.

As her vision fell into darkness, two lines of tears oozed out of her eyes. She slowly reached out and wrapped her arms around Sebastian's sturdy back.

Sebastian stiffened and turned over to face her. Yasmine saw that he did not push her away, so she squeezed into his arms and sobbed, "You talked about giving birth to a child before. I've made up my mind. I'm willing to."

Sebastian's body became stiffen He sighed and said, "Yasmine, that was in the past, but it's different now. I'm sorry that I had proposed such a selfish and absurd idea to you."

"Why? What's different now?"

"In the past, I was just thinking for myself, but now, I also want to think for you."

Yasmine's heart skipped a beat. There was a trace of surprise and expectation in her heart. She hoped that he had a little feeling for her because of his words. "Why do you want to think for me now?"

She plucked up the courage to ask, and then waited for his answer nervously.

"You're like a family member and a friend to me. You were the person by my side when I was so lost. So, if I can't truly love you, I'll never treat you as a babymaking machine. This is an irresponsible behavior to you. I'm grateful to you, that's why I can't do this to you."

Family member and friend, but not his lover. Yasmine finally understood the feeling of flying up high to the clouds and falling into the valley in an instant.

"Let's get a divorce," she blurted.

She did not make the decision out of a sudden, and it was also not because of her heartache. She said that after thinking about it repeatedly in the past few days.

Sebastian suddenly sat up. He was obviously shocked by her words. He was really surprised, and at the same time, he felt a sense of loss. He had asked Yasmine about would she do in the future. At that time, her answer was that she would stay with him even when there was no love between them. Although he did not say anything, he was in fact, very pleased with her answer. But now, she suddenly proposed a divorce, and he was completely unprepared. He was speechless for a moment.

"Really?" he asked.

After a long time, Sebastian finally calmed down and accepted the fact, but he still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Yasmine was just joking.

"Yes, it's the result of three sleepless nights."

Yasmine crushed the glimmer of hope in his heart. He was a little agitated and held her shoulders. "Why? Didn't you say that you'll stay with me even if there's no love?"

"I'm sorry. I thought I could do it and I also wanted to do it. But in reality, I can't do it. I really can't."

Yasmine could not hold back the sadness in her heart. Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the back of her pale and weak hands.

Raelene Ferguson's humiliation, Linda Taylor's threat, Richie Lind's coercion, and Sebastian Simons's heartlessness all forced her to a dead end. Her heart was exhausted and she no longer had the strength to resist this cruel reality.

Sebastian slowly withdrew his hand and got out of bed dejectedly. He walked to the window and lit up a cigarette. In the dark environment, the faint flame emitted some smoke and it was inhaled into Yasmine's lungs, which pricked her like a needle.

Until this moment, after being disappointed, again, and again, she no longer hoped for Sebastian to ask her to stay. His heart was as cold and hard as his appearance. He would not fall in love with someone easily, nor would he forget someone easily.

Yasmine had never been this envious of the woman named Abigail Tanner, whom she had never met before.

"You don't have any objections, do you? If you feel embarrassed that I proposed it first, then you can be the one telling your parents about the divorce at breakfast tomorrow."

Sebastian still had his back turned against her, as if he did not hear her, or he did not want to answer her.

Yasmine waited for a long time before she finally heard Sebastian's answer. "Fine, I agree." In fact, he was not qualified to say no because he was the one who could not give her what she wanted. What right did he have to ask her to stay?

Sure enough, she could not expect too much from this man. Yasmine smiled bitterly. He was still unwilling to accept her even at the last moment. In fact, if he had asked her to stay, she would still stay, even if he did not love her. But he had not.

"What are you going to do after the divorce?"

Sebastian asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"I'll leave this place and go to Paris for further study."

"Will you come back again?"

"If I don't come back two years later, then I won't come back ever again."

After a long silence, Sebastian said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"If I can do it, I won't refuse."

"Don't tell my parents about the divorce for the time being. I don't want them to be sad for me again."

"But how long can you keep it a secret? If you don't let them know, you can never have a new marriage."

Sebastian sneered and said, "Do you think I'll get married again after this divorce?" "Why not? Getting married and divorced frequently is the way you live your life."

"It's my way of life, but now I'm tired of it. I promised a woman at the beach that I would work hard to be a normal person. Other than not being able to forget the person in my heart, in other aspects, I'll no longer lose my temper, not run away from reality, and stop playing with my life as I promised."

Yasmine's tears rolled down silently once again.

"Okay, I promise I'll do you the favor," she said.

She got out of his bed and reminded him with a glance, "Please contact me when it's convenient for you to go through the procedures, but don't drag it for too long, because I've already signed the visa for Paris."

Yasmine was disheartened. The next step was to settle her uncle and aunt's arrangements. If she left, Richie Lind would never let them go. Although they were her relatives who disappointed her, she could not bear leaving them like that.

On the weekend morning, she came to her uncle's house and told him directly, "Bring auntie away from City B. It doesn't matter where."

Chuck seemed to have guessed something and asked nervously, "Why should we leave?"

"Because I won't marry into the Lind family. If Uncle Richie can't get what he wants, you and auntie will become his target for revenge."

Looking at his niece's haggard face, Chuck felt deeply remorseful. After the death of his sister, not only did he not take good care of her daughter, but he made her daughter take care of him all the time. It was really not an act of being an elder and a man.

"Okay, then I'll bring your auntie out of here tomorrow. We won't come back in the future and we will not be your burden anymore."

"I'll contact you when I've settled down," Yasmine said.

"Are you leaving as well?"

Chuck was quite surprised.

"Yes."

"Then what about your mother? Aren't you going to avenge her death?"

"We'll talk about that later."

Yasmine lowered her head in dismay. She could not even take care of herself now, so how could she avenge her mother?

After leaving her uncle's house, she called Linda to ask her out. In a quiet and elegant cafe, Linda looked at her calmly. "Tomorrow is the deadline. Tell me, what's your choice?"

Yasmine did not answer her. Instead, she took out the study visa from her bag and put it in front of her. She did not say anything.

Linda picked up her visa card and looked at it again and again. Then she laughed and said, "That's right. You should make such a wise choice so that you can keep your poor and low self-esteem."

"The reason why I'm leaving is not because of your threat, but because I want to leave. So, you don't have to feel victorious. To put it bluntly, Linda Taylor, you've never been my opponent. It's not that you have won, but I've given up on my own."

Linda shrugged disapprovingly and said, "If you lose, you lose. Why do you have to act high and mighty just to try to bring others down? But it doesn't matter, since you're about to leave, I won't argue with you. When you come back one day, if you have to call Sebastian Simons your brother-in- law, you should learn from me, don't be so narrowminded."

Linda laughed proudly and got up to leave.

Until her figure disappeared, Yasmine's ears were still filled with her nauseating laughter.

Sebastian had been leaving the house early and returning late ever since the day she proposed the divorce. It was difficult for her to meet him. As her date of departure was approaching, she had to call him to finish up the divorce procedure. However, every time she mentioned this topic, Sebastian would use all kinds of reasons to end the topic. He would either be in meetings, accompanying clients, or doing something else. In short, he was very busy.

Yasmine could not help but feel puzzled. She had never seen him so busy before. Why was he so busy now when she asked for a divorce?

After thinking about it over and over again, she decided to go straight to the company to look for him. She wanted to see if he was really so busy that he could not even find the time to meet her.

When she arrived at Simons Corporation, the beautiful receptionist greeted her warmly. Although this was the first time she came to the company, everyone in the company knew that she was the wife of the president.

Yasmine's eyes turned red when she got to the ninth floor. She could not forget that if it wasn't for Sebastian, she would not have been able to overcome her claustrophobia. At that time, she was very grateful to him. But now, she regretted it. If she had insisted on not cooperating with him and had refused his help, everything would be different. She would not let her heart fall for him. If she had not fallen in love with him, she would not have broken up with him so quickly.

On the ninth floor, she saw the president's office. She stepped forward and pushed the door open. Inside was an independent secretary room. Behind the secretary room was the president's office room. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Seeing her appear without notice, Fynn was surprised and hurriedly got up to greet her, "Mrs. Simons, why are you here?"

"Where is Sebastian? I want to see him."

"Oh, President Sebastian is in a meeting."

Fynn's answer did not sound firm. Yasmine could see from his eyes that he was lying. She went straight ahead and said, "Then, I'll wait for him inside."

"Hey, wait a minute." He reached out his hand to stop her. "I'll take you to the lounge and you can wait there. He doesn't like visitors to wait in his office."

"I'm not a visitor. I'm his wife."

She indicated her identity and stubbornly pushed the door open. As expected, she saw Sebastian sitting by the desk.

Sebastian was also quite surprised to see her. He glared at Fynn, and Fynn shook his head helplessly, indicating that he had tried his best.

"Aren't you in a meeting?"

Yasmine walked up to Sebastian and questioned him with her sharp eyes.

"Oh, it has just ended."

"Are you free now? If you have nothing else to do, let's get down to business."

Sebastian thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright."

He picked up the car key and walked out of the office first, with Yasmine following closely behind. When they arrived at the underground car park, Sebastian turned around and asked, "Did you bring your ID card?"

Yasmine nodded and said, "Yes, I did."

"You can't wait to have a divorce. I suspect that your feelings have changed. You want to get rid of me and marry another person as soon as possible," he assumed.

"You're obviously avoiding me. I suspect that you're doing this because you don't want to let me go," she said.