The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 38

As Yasmine Taylor was going downstairs, she bumped into her father, Henry Taylor. When he saw his daughter, he smiled and said, "Yasmine, you're back."

"Yes," she said blankly.

"How have you been, staying at your parents- inlaw's?" he asked.

"Good," she replied.

"How about work? Is everything going well?" he asked again.

"Yes," she answered.

It was really rare. For the first time, her father cared so much about her. However, it had nothing to do with a family affection, only personal benefit.

Sure enough, as soon as she walked to the center of the living room, her father got to the point and said, "I heard that Simons Corporation has a project available for bidding recently, and our company is preparing to bid. I was wondering..."

"I have no idea about business. If there's anything you want to know, you can ask Sebastian Simons directly," she said indifferently.

Henry's expression froze and he changed the topic awkwardly. "Dorothy, is dinner ready?"

"Yes. It's rare for Young Madam to come back. How dare I not serve her well?" Dorothy glared at her husband.

"Sister, I've packed up. Let's go."

Linda Taylor ran downstairs happily with her suitcase in her hands. The couple asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"To sister's house, for a few days," Linda replied.

Yasmine stared at her large luggage and was speechless. Was she planning to stay for a few days or a few years?

"Oh, it's good to stay there for a few days. Otherwise, you both might drift apart." Ha. Since when were they close?

"Have dinner before you leave."

Dorothy dragged her daughter into the kitchen. After a while, they came out and ordered the servants to serve the dishes. When Linda thought of being able to see her sweetheart soon, she was so excited she could not bear waiting for another minute. She hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food and then urged Yasmine to depart.

When they arrived at Mansion House, Yasmine warned Linda before entering, "Mind your manners. Otherwise, I won't be nice."

"Got it. Let's go in," Linda said hurriedly.

The two of them walked into the living room side by side. When Madam Simons saw her daughter- inlaw, she was naturally happy. Seeing the girl beside her, she got up and asked, "Who is this?"

"Mom, this is my sister, Linda Taylor," Yasmine introduced. "Hello, aunt. I've been wanting to see you for a long time. You look much more elegant and kind than I imagined..."

Linda chimed in eagerly. Madam nodded with a smile, "Welcome, make yourself at home. You can stay for as long as you like."

Yasmine looked up and sighed.

The three of them sat in the living room and chatted with one another for a while. Linda looked around and finally could not help but ask, "Where is my brother-in-law?"

"He has a social occasion tonight,"

Yasmine replied calmly. In fact, she was very clear that Sebastian was Linda's ultimate target.

"Oh, I see." Linda deliberately yawned, and Madam immediately said, "Yasmine, take your sister to rest. She seems to be sleepy."

"Okay, Mom," Yasmine agreed.

Walking upstairs, Linda muttered to herself grumpily, "Blah! That b*tch calling her 'Mom' as if she really got a biological mother. How disgusting and cheesy."

"You can sleep in this room."

Yasmine opened the door of the guest room and brought her luggage in. "The bathroom is over there. You can take a shower first. Go downstairs for breakfast at 7:30 a.m sharp. Don't make everyone wait for you," Yasmine commanded.

After giving Linda all the necessary instructions, she was about to leave when Linda grabbed her arm and said, "Sister, don't you want to show me your bridal chamber?"

Yasmine was taken aback for a moment, then nodded calmly and said, "Yes, I can, but..."

"But what?" Linda interrupted.

"You should take a shower. Your brother-in-law is a clean freak. He won't be happy if he comes back later and finds you giving off a smell," Yasmine said.

Linda smelled herself and grumbled gloomily, "Alright."

As soon as Linda grabbed her clean clothes and walked into the bathroom, Yasmine immediately went into the next room and locked the door. Then, she quickly brought her clothes and daily necessities back to the main room and removed the drawing. After doing all this, she took out her mobile phone and called Sebastian Simons, wanting to inform him in advance, so that he would not come back suddenly and accidentally expose her lies.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is unreachable. Please try later..."

No way, unreachable? Yasmine's heart tightened and she tried again, but it still could not get through. She was starting to get anxious. According to her understanding of Sebastian, if she did not come up with a plan with him in advance, he would not cooperate with her like a puppet on a string.

Linda lay in the bathtub and closed her eyes, thinking about her mother's warning before leaving. "Remember to carefully observe whether the cunning woman is treated as well as the last time when she came back. I have always thought that she might be acting. Rumors of Sebastian being a strange man have been around for a long time. How could it be possible that the cunning woman subdued him as soon as they got married..."

Linda came here with a mission and great affection. She vowed in her heart that one day, she would become the lady of the house.

After stepping out of the tub and getting dressed, she put on delicate makeup in front of the mirror. She then sprayed perfume on her body and walked out of the room with satisfaction.

Sebastian drank some wine that night, but he was still sober. When he went upstairs, he happened to meet Linda who was coming out of the room. When she saw him, she rushed over in surprise and exclaimed, "Brother-in-law, you are back."

His body stiffened. After a while, he came to his senses and asked in fright, "Why are you at my house?"

"Surprise! I came here with my sister because she insisted that I stayed for a few days..."

she lied without blinking an eye and even feigned shyness.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. Yasmine stood between them with an uneasy look in her eyes. She pulled Sebastian over and said to her sister, "Please wait for a moment. I have something important to discuss with your brother-in-law. You can come in after that."

"Well, then I..."

Before Linda could finish her sentence, the door was slammed shut. She stomped her feet in annoyance, turned around, and went back to her room. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Sebastian gazed at the woman in front of him sharply. As soon as he entered the room, he noticed that there were some things that should not have been in his room. He thought, "This woman is becoming bolder. She has the guts to make decisions without my consent."

Yasmine lowered her head in guilt, not knowing where to begin. In actual fact, she had not thought of a great enough excuse that would earn his understanding.

"Don't tell me that I have to pretend to be a good husband in front of your sister again," he assumed.

"...Please," she begged.

Ha. She was unexpectedly quite straightforward. Sebastian sneered and lifted her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Would you be less vain?"

"This has nothing to do with vanity," she defended.

"What does it have to do with? Reputation? Do you know that I'm the one who is suffering just because you want to keep your reputation?" he asked.

"It has nothing to do with reputation," she declared.

"Then, what does it have to do with?" he questioned.

Self-esteem. It was self-esteem. But, some things are meant to be kept to oneself. Hence, said that in her heart.

She did not need anyone in this world to understand her. Her greatest desire in life was to let those who did not want her living a good life see her having a good life. In fact, an excellent one.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Do you have nothing to say, or did I guess it right?" he prompted.

"Well, you can think whatever you want. But now, can you do me this favor?" she asked.

Noticing eagerness in her eyes, Sebastian shook his head mercilessly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not your savior. Since you brought her here yourself, you have to solve this problem yourself."

After he said that, he began to untie his necktie, showing no intention of helping her.

Yasmine explained helplessly, "I didn't want to bring her here. She insisted on following me here."

"You took her with you as she wished? Were you so confident that I will help you?" he questioned.

"What else can I do? If I keep on refusing, my family will misunderstand. They thought that I had a good life when I went back previously," she answered.

"Oh, so now it's my fault, and I shouldn't have cooperated with you the other time?" he sneered.

"That wasn't what I meant..." Yasmine paused for a moment and said, "To be honest, I really was overconfident. I thought that we were friends when you said that you wanted to befriend me that night. Shouldn't friends help each other? If you ever need me, I will definitely help you no matter what, being your only female friend."

Sebastian did not expect her to say such moving words. Sure enough, this woman was exceptionally smart and shrewd.

After a brief hesitation, he agreed. "Well, I'll make an exception again to help you."

Before Yasmine could say anything, he made it clear, "But, I can't let you sleep on my bed."

"I know that. We just have to feign intimacy in front of her. At night, I'll still sleep in my own room," she promised.

"That better be the case. If you dare cause me any more trouble, don't blame me for being heartless," he threatened.

After making another promise, Yasmine opened the door and let Linda, who had been waiting impatiently, into the room.

"Brother-in-law, are you tired after a day's work?" Linda asked.

"I'm not tired," he replied.

"Would you like a glass of water? I'll go downstairs and get it for you," she offered.

"No," he rejected coldly.

"Are you free this weekend? I'd like to invite you to my classmate's party," Linda said.

"I'm not free," he rejected once again.

No matter what Linda said, Sebastian replied briefly and coldly. But, she was like a cockroach who could not be defeated; not giving up asking questions even after being given the cold shoulder a few times. This made Yasmine think, "She's not truly interested to visit the mansion, but she just wants to see this brother-in-law of hers."