The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 70

Yasmine Taylor stared at Sebastian Simons, holding her breath while waiting for his answer. Sebastian looked at her for a few seconds, and then slowly looked away.

She could not help but laugh at herself. She was on her journey to a divorce. What was she looking forward to? Why was she still living in a dream like a little girl when she was already at this age?

While they were having many thoughts on their minds, they arrived at the Bureau of Civil Affairs. Sebastian sat still in the car, while Yasmine opened the door first and walked down.

"Aren't you getting off?"

She knocked on the window to remind him.

Sebastian got out of the car and said apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot to bring my ID card."

"What do you mean?"

Yasmine frowned and said, "All right, go back and get it. I'll wait for you here."

"I have a meeting to attend later. I might not make it back in time. Well, let's come again tomorrow."

"No, I have to do it today."

Yasmine stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me."

"What?"

"Your wallet." She knew that his ID card was in the wallet.

Sebastian took out his wallet calmly from his suit and handed it to her.

Yasmine tried looking for his ID card, but could not find it. "Don't you usually keep it in your wallet? Why didn't you put it in your wallet today?"

"Fynn took it to make a photocopy of it this morning. He must have forgotten to give it back to

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me.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Then call him and ask him to send it to you. Tomorrow is a public holiday. There won't be anyone to do it for us!"

"If there's no one to do it, then let's not do it."

Yasmine was stunned and immediately warned herself not to think too much. "How can we not do it? I'll be in Paris and it's impossible that I'll come back after two years."

"Then we'll wait until you come back."

"What if I don't come back?"

Sebastian shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't come back. If we were to be apart for a long period of time, the marriage will be automatically annulled."

"Why must it be so troublesome? I don't want to hold you up."

"You don't want to hold me up, or are you afraid of me holding you up?"

"What's the difference? Whether it's holding you up or holding me up, we must break the relationship."

"Let's just maintain our relationship for the time being for the sake of my parents. They'll know sooner or later once we are divorced."

He pointed at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau and said,"There's no one who doesn't know me in there as I've been here for more than ten times. More importantly, one of them is my father's friend. As soon as we are divorced, he has to inform my father immediately. Do you think you can still go to Paris if my father hears the news?"

Yasmine was silent. She was a little hesitant because of his words, and at the same time, she was also disappointed. She thought that he delayed the divorce again and again because he was a little reluctant to let her go. It turned out that he was just trying to hide it from others. He was afraid that his parents would not let him go once they out about the divorce.

"Well, it's fine then."

She took a deep breath, turned around and got into the car.

On the way back, both of them remained silent and were deep in thought. While Yasmine was disappointed with Sebastian's heartless attitude towards her, she had forgotten an important point, Sebastian was never one who was afraid of his parents.

In each one of his marriages, his parents were full of expectations when they got married. However when it came to divorce, no matter how hard they tried to stop it, he would still do it without any hesitation or delay.

As for Yasmine, the reason why he delayed so much was that he had been struggling and hesitating in his heart. He clearly loved Abigail, but whenever he imagined Yasmine leaving, he felt sad.

"Are you going back to the company directly? If you are, just drop me at that intersection. I'll go to the supermarket to buy some food."

"The servants at home can do these things. You don't have to do them."

"It doesn't matter. I want to make dinner for everyone before I leave."

Sebastian's face darkened. "They may not agree for you to go so far away."

"Then it's up to you to think of a way for me. I believe you'll persuade them." Yasmine paused for a moment before she continued, "Unless, you don't want me to leave."

Sebastian stopped the car at the intersection. Yasmine got out of the car and turned around to remind him, "Come back early tonight and have a taste of my cooking skills. Otherwise, you won't have a chance in the future."

After that, she left without looking back. There was a crossroad in front of her. When the light turned red, she stood in the middle of the road, and her strong stubborn figure left a deep impression on Sebastian.

Yasmine actually prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes for dinner. Madam Simons did not know that her daughter- in- law was going to leave the house. She said happily, "What a good girl! How did the brat in my family got so lucky?"

At seven o'clock, everyone was here. Yasmine opened a bottle of red wine and poured a glass for everyone. Then she picked up the glass and said, "I'll give a toast first, and then I'll tell a good news."

"Yasmine, are you pregnant?"

Tiffany asked heartlessly, and the parents- in- law immediately beamed with joy.

She shook her head awkwardly. "No, I have a chance to study abroad."

Just a second ago, everyone was still smiling. The next second, after she announced the good news, everyone froze.

"Where?"

Her mother-in-law's eyebrows were tightly furrowed and she was obviously displeased.

"France, and it's going to take two years. I'll be able to teach high school and pre-university curriculum when I'm back two years later. You have no idea how difficult it is to teach those middle school students. They are at the age of rebellion and they give me headache every day."

Titus immediately said, "You don't have to go abroad if you don't want to teach in middle school. Dad has a lot of connections. Not to mention high school, even if you want to teach at a university, it's a piece of cake as long as you say a word." Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"That's right. Why are you going to France? And it's two years! You and my brother will break up after two years not seeing each other."

"Dad, teaching is a noble task involving lots of knowledge. I cannot rely on connections. If I don't have that ability and knowledge, even if you give me this opportunity, I can't complete the task, and I will also disappoint my students."

"Then don't continue with your job. There's no need for the daughter- in- law of our Simons family to worry so much about a job just to survive. Just tell us what you want. Even if you want a star in the sky, we will find a way to get it for you."

Yasmine was very sad when she heard Madam Simons' words. It was not that she did not know that her parents- in- law loved her very much, but they could not give her what she wanted.

"A job is not for survival, but it's a kind of ambition, a kind of dream. I hope that mom and dad can support my dream and decision."

When Madam Simons saw her daughter- in- law's firm attitude, she could not help but panic. She glared at her silent son and said, "Why aren't you talking? Your wife is going abroad. Don't you have anything to say?"

Sebastian slowly raised his head and said faintly, "If you like her then give her support. Binding her wings is not a sign of love, but selfish possessiveness."

"You..."

Madam Simons was so angry that she almost fainted. She expected her son to stand up and persuade Yasmine to stay, but she did not expect him to say that. He even supported Yasmine to leave and accuse them of being selfish. How did she give birth to such a cold-blooded man?

"When are you going to leave?"

Titus Simons remained silent for a long time before he asked expressionlessly. Yasmine answered softly, "End of this month."

"Do you really have to go?"

"Well, the quota is limited. If I give up this opportunity, there will be no chance for me to continue my studies anymore."

Her mother- in- law sighed heavily. "Alright. Since you're determined to go, there's nothing we can do even if we don't agree. We can only hope that you'll come back two years later."

After she said that, she started crying with her hands covering her face.

Yasmine felt very guilty. Even if she came back two years later, it was impossible for her to be with Sebastian again. She had to keep this a secret from her mother-in-law who loved her.

She had to keep it a secret. It would only hurt everyone's hearts if she told them now.

Sebastian was the only one who had the right to decide his feelings. His parents had no right to make decisions for him even though they had raised him for so many years.

The sumptuous dinner was ruined. The heavy atmosphere made everyone wear a disconsolate expression on their faces. Tiffany saw her mother crying sadly and comforted her again and again, while her own tears fell.

Titus stood up dejectedly and did not say anything. He stumbled into the study and did not come out again.

Yasmine slowly took out her handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Madam Simons. "Mom, don't cry. It's not a farewell. I'll be back in two years."

"We don't know if you're really coming back. Mom had too high expectations of you. I thought that you could save my son. Now it seems like Abigail has thoroughly ruined him."

Mila Zordon was smart all her life. How could she not see through the reason why her daughter-in- law insisted on leaving? It was a pity that she could do and control many things in life, but there were also times when she could do nothing more about it.

Sebastian was not able to stand the heavy atmosphere, so he got up and left. Standing in front of the window in the bedroom, he lit a cigarette and smoked impatiently.

Sometimes, he hated his ruthlessness. Why could he not just forget the past and start a new relationship? Yasmine was undoubtedly the best person. His family liked her; she had wisdom, kindness, thoughts, and insight. She was the type that he liked, but his heart just could not go to where she was...

There was a sound of footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Yasmine walking towards him with red-rimmed eyes.

"Thank you for helping me just now."

He wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. After a while, he spat out three words with difficulty, "It doesn't matter."

Yasmine smiled sadly and went into her room. An hour later, she came out again, carrying the same suitcase that she brought here. "Where are you going?"

Sebastian asked with a frown.

"I want to go home in these last few days. If I stayed here, it would only make everyone unhappy."

"Did it cross your mind that my parents would be sad if you just left like that?"