The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 53

Standing in the airport lobby, she was in an entanglement. However, at this point, it was useless thinking about it. She could only wait until dawn before setting off.

Though under the same sky, the weather was contrasting in different cities. While it was raining heavily in T City, the sky in City B was filled with stars.

Linda Taylor went home very late after having fun with her friends. When she was about 200 meters away from the door, she saw a sneaky figure. Boosted by alcohol, she rushed forward and yelled, "Who is that?"

Right after she shouted, the person got so frightened and started crying, head in hands. Hearing that the voice was that of a man, she could not help but wonder, "That was impressive. Did I make a man cry just by shouting?"

"Hey, who are you? Why are you sneaking around in front of my door?"

She pushed him rudely.

The man with his head in his hands stopped crying, stole a glance at her, and said softly, "I.. I'm looking for my wife."

"Your wife? Who's your wife? Your wife is not in our house!"

"But the taxi driver sent me here, based on this address."

The man quickly took out a wrinkled piece of white paper from his jacket pocket, on which there was an address, and that was the address of the Taylor Family.

"That's strange. Who gave it to you?"

"I stole it from my father's study room."

"Who is your father?"

"My dad is a nouveau riche."

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She could not help but laugh. After all that talk, this man turned out to be a fool.

"Brother, you've come to the wrong place. Your wife isn't in our house. Please go somewhere else to find her."

Linda turned around and was about to leave when the man reached out and held her back. "You're lying. My wife lives here."

She shook him off impatiently and said disgustedly, "You're crazy. I told you she's not here. I'll call the police if you don't leave immediately."

The man cried again and took out a six-inch photo from his pocket. He muttered to himself, "Yasmine, Yasmine, where are you? Don't you want your Leighton anymore..."

Linda snatched the photo from his hand upon hearing Yasmine's name. Her eyes almost fell out when she looked at it. "She's your wife?"

Leighton Lind whimpered and nodded. "Yes." "You said she's your wife?"

Linda asked again in disbelief.

"Yeah, she's my wife whom my father bought for

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me.

For several minutes, Linda did not say a word and just stared at the photo. She did not know if she should believe this fool's words. If she did not believe him, then what was this photo? The person in the photo was indeed Yasmine Taylor, who was the thorn in her eyes and flesh.

"Do you really want to see your wife?"

"...Yeah."

A trace of cunning flashed across Linda's eyes. "Well, I'll take you to see her right now."

She took Leighton to a hotel to settle down, and then began to ask him to tell her the whole story. Although he was mentally challenged and his words were intermittent, after some speculation and analysis, she basically understood most of it.

"So, your father spent a lot of money to buy Yasmine to be your wife? When the both of you grow up, she must belong to your family, am I right?"

Leighton nodded idiotically. "Yes."

Linda jumped up in excitement. For a moment, she was overjoyed and said, "Brother, you came at the right time. Do you have any idea? Yasmine is a good match for you. No one else suits her better than you do."

At the thought of having the goods on Yasmine, she was so exhilarated that she wanted to sing. She wanted to make Yasmine pay double for the humiliation she had suffered before.

"Where's my wife? Didn't you say you are taking me to her?"

Linda stopped smiling and said, "Don't worry. She will be back tomorrow after her business trip. You can sleep here tonight. I'll definitely take you to her tomorrow."

Leighton scratched his head and said, "All right."

As soon as Linda returned home, she woke her mother up. "Mom, wake up, I have superb news to tell you."

Dorothy Ryles's eyes were half-closed. "What is it? Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm so sleepy."

"No, if I don't tell you about it, I won't be able to fall sleep tonight."

She began to tell her mother the story of her meeting Leighton Lind. After listening to her, Dorothy's sleepiness immediately disappeared. "Really?"

"Absolutely. Mom, this is our chance to turn the tables. As long as we reveal her secret, the marriage between her and Sebastian will be a marital fraud. Then, we'll see if she has the face to stay in the Simons family!"

"As soon as Sebastian drives her out, we can humiliate her as much as we want. By that time, she won't be able to enter our house again. We can also spread her scandal and make her lose face in the entire City B."

Linda became more and more excited as she continued to say. Dorothy suddenly frowned and said, "No, you can't directly go to the Simons family to reveal this matter."

"Why not?"

"Don't forget that your father and I are involved in the marriage of Yasmine and Sebastian. If you expose it, it's hard to guarantee that Sebastian will not vent his anger on us. We have to consider this matter carefully."

Linda thought that what her mother said was reasonable, so after three hours of discussion, they finally decided to ask Yasmine out and make her retreat.

Yasmine had just flown back to City B from T City. As soon as she got off the plane, she received a call from Linda. "Hello?"

"Where are you? Let's meet up."

"I'm not free," she refused coldly.

Linda seemed to have expected her rejection, so she was not angry and said firmly, "You have to come, or else you'll regret it."

"Oh? Give me a reason that I have to go?"

"I won't tell you the reason now. You'll know when you come."

"What if I insist on not going?"

"I said you'll regret it. I'll wait for you for half an hour. I hope you can make a wise decision in half an hour."

Linda hung up the phone. Yasmine, being the smart person she was, immediately thought that Leighton might have gone to the Taylor family. She quickly called back and said, "It's not that I don't want to meet you. It's just that I'm not in City B right now. How about this, we meet at 4 o'clock in the afternoon."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, you can call the Simons family to ask. I'm attending my classmate's wedding in T City."

Linda was dubious so she said, "Okay, I'll ask now."

She called Mansion House and a housekeeper answered the phone. When the housekeeper heard that she was looking for Young Madam, the housekeeper answered truthfully that she was not there, aligning with what Yasmine said.

On the other hand, Yasmine immediately contacted Richie after hanging up the phone. After reaching an agreement, she found a hotel near the airport and patiently waited for the couple to come over and meet up.

At 3:30 p.m., Yasmine received a call from Linda again. "Are you back?"

"I'm back. I'm already on my way."

The taxi stopped in front of a coffee shop in the city center and she walked in calmly. At the sight of Leighton, everything became clear.

"Yasmine, Yasmine, I finally found you. I miss you so much."

As soon as Leighton saw her, he rushed over and cried like a child.

She pushed him away slowly and said calmly, "Leighton, you're misbehaving again. Do you know that your mom and dad are very worried about you?"

Linda looked at this scene with a sarcastic smile. She coughed lightly and said, "Yasmine, can we talk business before you catch up with your little lover?"

"What's the matter?"

"You're still pretending? This man is your husband. I know it very well now."

Ha. Yasmine sneered. "You have such great imagination. Who told you he's my husband?"

"He said it himself."

"Do you need me to get a specialist to verify if his mind is normal?"

Linda's face darkened. "Perhaps it's true that there's something wrong with his IQ, but it doesn't mean that there must also be something wrong with what he said."

"Since he has a problem with his IQ, how can there be no problem with what he said? You can't find fault with others like this, can you?"

"Are you denying it now? If it's not true, how could he know you and even call you his wife?"

"I didn't say that I don't know him, but I didn't admit that what you said was right. He's just my godfather's child. He's one year younger than me, so strictly speaking, he can be regarded as my younger brother."

"Younger brother? Do you think that I, Linda Taylor, will be easily fooled by you? I solemnly warn you that if you're still stubborn and refuse to admit, don't blame me for being rude."

"Then, what do you want?"

Yasmine looked at her composedly. Linda cleared her throat and said very seriously, "Leave Sebastian! This is the only way for you to escape unscathed."

"Why should I listen to you?"

She sneered and said, "Because I have the goods on you. Even if you're unwilling, you can only do as I say."

"What if I insist on not doing as you say? What are you going to do1? Are you going to expose me at my parents-in-law's house?"

"Yes."

Yasmine snorted and said, "It's not that I want to criticize you. You've always been brave but unwise. Do you think that Sebastian will fall in love with you after you take me away?"

"I have my own means to make him fall in love with me. As long as you, you unsightly thing, disappear."

"Then, have you ever thought that he would vent his anger on the entire Taylor family? I think you know what kind of a person he is."

"It's none of our family's business. We didn't ask you to marry this fool."

Although Leighton was silly, he was not happy to hear others call him a fool. He yelled at Linda Taylor angrily, "You're the fool, ugly woman!"

Puff!

Yasmine could not help but laugh out loud. She knew that Linda hated being called ugly. As expected, Linda's face turned red out of frustration.

"Do you agree or not? I have no time to waste!"

"Agree with what? It's a false accusation. Why should I agree?"

Linda was completely annoyed. She stood up immediately and said, "Okay, Yasmine, just you wait."

When she was about to leave, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties came walking in her direction. Before she could react, the man raised his hand, slapped Leighton in the face, and said with a livid face, "Little b*stard, you only know how to make me worry every day!"

Linda was stunned, as if the slap fell on her face.

"Godfather, why did you hit him?"

Yasmine stepped forward to protect Leighton, and her eyes were full of distress and condemnation.

"How can I not hit him? He calls people his wife every time he sees a woman. Now, even you have become his wife. He's really becoming more and more unruly!"

"It's okay. What does he know?"

Yasmine glanced at the woman with a gloomy face beside her and said, "Godfather, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Linda Taylor."

"Oh, Yasmine's younger sister. Nice to meet you."

At this moment, Linda had the urge to kill someone. She asked sarcastically, "Sister, since when did you have a godfather? Why didn't you tell your younger sister?" "A long time ago. I didn't think you were interested to know, so I didn't tell you."

As soon as Yasmine finished her words, her cell phone in her pocket rang. Her eyelashes trembled slightly when she saw that it was Sebastian's number. "Excuse me, I'll take a call."

Sebastian rarely took the initiative to call her. It was definitely unsettling receiving a call in this situation.