The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 4

"It's okay. I don't mind, Madam." She replied.

Mila Simons beamed from ear to ear, and looked very satisfied.-

Just like that, Yasmine Taylor easily got into Mila's good books, and she was sent home for the day.

Before she stepped into her house, the family had already been notified.

"Yasmine, you are so lucky." Dorothy Ryles cackled out loud. "The Simons Family is the richest family in B City! Don't forget us when you are better off in the future. This the chance our Linda gave you!"

Yasmine gave her a small smile and did not answer.

Well off?

Linda gave her this chance?

How shameless could they get? Yasmine thought to herself.

However, she didn't want to argue with them. One day, she would step on these people who once put her down!

Yasmine was beyond determined - soon, she would fulfill the promise that she made to her mother too.

At the Emperor Hotel, at the wedding banquet for Sebastian Simons and Yasmine Taylor...

"This is his seventh marriage. I don't know how long this woman can stay in the Simons family." "What a beautiful girl too. It's such a pity."

"Most of these girls are vain gold-diggers. What's there to pity?"

Yasmine was calm even among the not-so-subtle discussions between the wedding guests.

She sat in the rest area, appreciating the glass of red wine in her hand.

Suddenly, a teenage girl appeared in front of her. The girl was fair and innocent with a sweet smile on her baby face. Her big eyes were clear and bright.

"Hello, sister-in-law. My name is Tiffany Simons, I'm Sebastian's younger sister." Tiffany extended her hand to Yasmine. "I rushed back as soon as I received the news, but I was still a little late."

Yasmine shook her hands and said with a smile, "Sorry, we progressed too fast."

Even at first glance, she already liked this innocent yet frank girl very much.

"Tiffany, how long did your brother's longest marriage last?" Yasmine whispered to Tiffany, asking curiously.

"Hmm... two months? Three months?" Tiffany tilted her head, trying to figure out the answer.

"You should ask the person involved." A cold voice uttered behind them, sending chills down both of the girls' spines.

"Sebastian—" Yasmine remained calm.

"Brother, you plan to scare me to death, don't you?" Tiffany blinked her eyes at him, looking dissatisfied.

"It's not good to talk about others behind their backs." Sebastian pulled Tiffany away and sneered at Yasmine. "The longest lasted three months, so, cherish your time of being rich and powerful. It's gonna be short." Sebastian said.

Yasmine nodded and then shook her head at him. "I told you. I'll be your final wife."

"How arrogant." Sebastian scoffed at Yasmine's assertiveness.

Tiffany, on the other hand clapped her hands excitedly and squealed, "Sister-in-law, I admire you! Good luck!"

Sebastian glanced at Tiffany and shooed her away. "Go. You have no business here."

Then without warning, he grabbed Yasmine by her wrist and dragged her out of the ballroom.

"Sebastian, what are you trying to do?" Yasmine, startled, looked at Sebastian as if he was a bandit.

"Let's go home," Sebastian answered curtly.

"But the wedding banquet is still ongoing and the guests are still there. How can the bride and groom leave the banquet before everything ends?" she stammered.

"I'm not in the mood to stay here any longer. If you want to stay here and be pitied, by all means, stay."

Was Sebastian trying to take care of her emotions? Yasmine was left bewildered.

He was really one of a kind. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Yasmine was speechless. With nothing to say in return, she could only follow Sebastian into the car. They both went back to the Simons' family mansion house.

Sebastian didn't bother to utter a word to her during the whole ride home.

Yasmine, too, remained silent throughout the journey as well.

As she pushed open the door of their new bridal room, a gasp escaped from her lips immediately. Yasmine got a jaw-dropping shock.

She expected if they were a "married couple", the room will be filled with roses, warm lights and perhaps pink bed sheets like normal newlywed couples. In reality, all she could see was only black and white, there was no warm or romantic ambience at all, not even a tiny bit.