The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 170

Tiffany Simons was really gone. Titus Simons used all of his connections to search for his daughter but to no avail.

Madam Simons was in tears all day long. The originally warm and lively house suddenly felt empty. Everyone was still dwelling in the fact that Tiffany had left. They eventually forgot about the night when Sebastian Simons did not return home. No one doubted what had happened that night.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Titus gathered his family in the living room and solemnly announced, "From tomorrow onward, stop looking for Tiffany. We shall move on with our daily lives thereon."

Yasmine Taylor looked at him with shock. "Dad, Tiffany is still young. If we don't get her back, she will..."

"Maybe she is right. Your mother-in-law and I have been pampering her since she was little. It's time for her to become independent." he sighed.

"What if she met a bad person?"

It was not wrong to let her become independent, but this world was never a simple place. One had to go through many things before one could be independent.

"Since she has chosen this path, she has to bear the burden no matter what happens. It's impossible for us to protect her for the rest of her life." Madam Simons cried sadly. Yasmine walked over and hugged her. "Mom, don't be sad. Although Tiffany hasn't gone through much in life, she is a very smart girl. She will be able to take good care of herself even without your protection."

Sebastian sat by their side and said nothing. He looked stiff and rigid. He had been behaving like this since the day Tiffany left. Yasmine thought that it was because his sister had left home, but she

did not know that this was only a small part of the reason. More importantly, he felt guilty and could not face Yasmine.

Although it was not out of his own will, he was clear that what had happened was more important than how it had happened.

After the family meeting, Yasmine comforted Madam Simons for a while before she went upstairs tiredly. Unexpectedly, Sebastian didn't bury himself in his work. Instead, he sat on the couch in the bedroom, smoking with a heavy heart.

The exquisite ashtray on the tea table in front of him already had three or four cigarette butts in it, sparkling with sparks that was not completely put out.

"Don't you have to work tonight?"

Yasmine sat next to him and asked softly.

Sebastian shook his head, "I'm a little tired. I'll rest early tonight."

She glanced at him with a distressed look and pulled him up. "Let's sit over there."

Yasmine pulled Sebastian to a stool and gestured to him to take a seat. Then she stood behind him and massaged his shoulders with care. "I know you're sad that Tiffany is gone. But, Dad's words actually made sense if you think about it carefully. It's time for her to be independent. What's more, she knew that Fynn pretended to accept her feelings. She will be sad if she continued staying at home. It'll be great if she could mend her heart in a different environment."

Sebastian didn't say anything. She continued, "Now that Tiffany's operation is successful, nothing would threaten her life anymore. She is smart and lovely. No matter where she goes, she will be welcomed."

Sebastian suddenly held her slender hands and pulled her to sit down in front of him. He looked at her intently and said, "Yasmine, do you trust me?"

Yasmine was startled. She nodded her head, "I trust you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just asking." He smiled wryly.

"By the way, have you met with Abigail last time?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered.

"Did she say anything?"

"Nothing much. She gave me the evidence."

Yasmine's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? That's the only bargaining chip that she could use to threaten us. Why would she hand it over so easily?"

"She really gave it to me. If you don't believe me, you could go and have a look. It's in the drawer of my office."

Sebastian's voice was bland and powerless, and there was an indescribable hollowness in his eyes. "Could it be that she has something more important in her grasp? That's why she was willing to hand over the evidence."

Yasmine was just joking, but little did she know that her words had caused a vigorous stir in Sebastian's heart.

He stared at her and wanted to confess, but instead, he said, "There's nothing like that."

Yasmine smiled, "I know there won't be such a thing. I was just teasing you."

She sat on Sebastian's lap and put her hands around his neck. She closed her eyes and said, "Since she has given us the evidence, you'd better not meet her again in the future, okay?"

"Okay."

Sebastian nodded in a hoarse voice.

When he stumbled upon Yasmine's secret a long time ago, he felt angry and confused. He was even disappointed because she was dishonest to him. At that moment, he really did not understand her. He still could not understand the reason behind it even after they had become closer. It was only now that he finally understood the difficulties and helplessness which would prevent a person from confessing after experiencing the same state of mind.

"Yasmine."

"Hmm?"

Yasmine opened her eyes and looked at him with her head tilted. "What's wrong?"

"I'm going somewhere tomorrow. I might be away for at least a month," he said.

"That long? Where are you going?"

The sleepy girl suddenly became alert as she asked in shock.

"The Saudi," he answered.

"What will you be doing there?"

"I want to set up a petroleum factory over there. I had this idea since a year ago," he explained.

"Why do you need to build a factory at such a far place? Isn't our family's business already big enough?" she asked in confusion.

"A man must always strive for the top. The same goes for enterprises. It isn't sufficient to just establish the domestic market. We need to expand the business internationally so that our brand could be famous and successful."

Although Yasmine was just an ordinary high school teacher who didn't know much about business, she knew very well that a man must be ambitious in order to be successful in his career. As the woman behind him, she could only support and encourage him unconditionally.

"Okay, but isn't a month is a little too long?" she complained.

"I don't wish to be apart from you for too long either, but I have to put my personal feelings aside temporarily for my career," he responded.

Yasmine pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Why don't I go with you? I don't need to go back to school for the time being anyway." She thought that he would agree just like last time, but Sebastian instantly refused. "No, I will be very busy this time. I will not have time to accompany you. Also, Tiffany just ran away from home. If all of us left, Mom will be sad at home alone."

Although she was a little disappointed, what Sebastian said was true. Her sister-in-law had just left, and Madam Simons was still in a depressed state. She should be with her no matter what. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Then you must take care of yourself, okay?" she pouted.

"Don't worry, I will."

"Remember to call me if you're not busy. I don't expect you to call me every day, but at least once a week."

"Okay," he promised.

It was already late in the night and the two of them lay down on the bed. Yasmine rested her head on Sebastian's arm and stared blankly at the dark ceiling. She sighed deeply.

"Can't sleep?" Sebastian asked.

She replied with disappointment, "How could I sleep when I know that I would be alone in this room from tomorrow night onward..."

"It's just temporary. Don't overthink. Go to sleep quickly." Sebastian urged.

"Alright."

She turned over and looked up at Sebastian, feeling his warm breath. She slowly felt drowsy. When she was about to fall asleep, she heard a whisper in her ear, "Yasmine, I have never hidden anything from you ever since I got to know you. If I did once accidentally, please forgive me."

"Oh..."

She agreed in a daze, falling into her dream the next second.

When Sebastian woke up the next morning, Yasmine had already packed his luggage for him. She walked over when she saw him waking up and asked, "We had never taken a photo together, have we?"

"Hmm?"

Sebastian was stunned and did not know what was going on.

"Look here."

Yasmine suddenly looped her arms around his neck and put her cheek against his. With a click, she took a intimate picture of the two of them on Sebastian's phone.

"Wow, not bad. I didn't know about it before when we haven't had a picture together, but now I can see that we really look like husband and wife."

She handed back the phone to Sebastian, "What do you think? Aren't we a perfect match?"

Sebastian smiled at her lovingly, "Yes."

"Well, get up and wash up. It's getting late."

Yasmine did not know that Sebastian was awake for the whole night and had only fallen asleep by six o'clock in the morning.

She wanted to send him off at the airport, but he refused. He said that he was afraid that he might change his mind if she had gone to the airport with him. As a result, they had to say goodbye to each other reluctantly at the door.

Fynn Jaymond drove Sebastian to the airport. Along the way, Sebastian did not say a word. When they arrived at the airport, he patted Fynn's shoulder, "I'll leave the company to you. I'll have to trouble you a little."

Fynn nodded. At the same moment Sebastian turned around, he shouted, "President Sebastian, I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?"

"It's all because of me. If it weren't for me, Tiffany wouldn't have run away from home. I'm really sorry..."

Fynn had been in a really bad mood over the past few days. Fie blamed himself every day, and he thought he's the one to blame for Tiffany running away from home.

"Don't feel guilty, it's not because of you."

Sebastian patted him on the shoulder before entering the airport lobby with his bag.

The moment he boarded the plane, he felt suffocated and uncomfortable. The past seven days were torture for him. In the past, despite how busy he was in the company, his fatigue would disappear when he saw Yasmine at home. Now, it was different. Fie was afraid of going home and facing Yasmine. Fie missed her when they were apart, but felt pain when he saw her. The contradiction almost drove him crazy. Therefore, he decided to run away from this problem temporarily. He decided to set up the factory at the very last minute. He hoped to give himself a month to adjust his mentality, forget those unpleasant experiences, and return to the happy state in which he could face Yasmine.