The Seventh Miserable Bride

The atmosphere was eerie. Yasmine Taylor did not dare to turn her head, and she just waited for the man behind her to lose his temper.

After a long time, she heard a cold voice, "Follow me to the room."

She followed him upstairs and entered. He angrily took off his suit and tossed it on the bed. He turned back and said, "Are you that nosy about me?"

Yasmine took a deep breath and answered truthfully, "A little bit."

"Why are you curious about me?" He raised his eyebrows. "Have you fallen in love with me?"

"No!" Yasmine replied almost at once.

Sebastian Simons snorted, "It's good that you didn't. Let me warn you first, being in love with me is like falling in love with a demon. If you can go through sufferings in hell, then, by all means, keep being curious about me."

"Isn't it normal for a human being to be curious?. It doesn't necessarily mean that I have feelings for you. No one can predict the future. You wouldn't know if you were the one who would fall in love with me first!"

"Me? Falling in love with you?" Sebastian laughed ironically like he heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. "I know you are confident since the first time we met, but aren't you being overconfident? Do you think you are an angel?"

Yasmine, being as calm as usual, answered, "I am not an angel, but no one has said that demons must love angels. It is also possible for demons to fall in love with demons."

Although she had the face of an angel, she, Yasmine Taylor, was definitely a woman with the devil's blood flowing in her.

Sebastian's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. As he was about to say something, Yasmine's phone rang. She lowered her head and glanced at the number, then slipped into her secret room silently.

"Hello?"

"Yasmine, why didn't you come home today? Your father and I have been waiting for you the whole day!"

Dorothy Ryles's voice was gleeful, obviously being sarcastic, which made Yasmine's heart sink.

"The marriage was done in a hurry, I didn't even have time to apply for a leave. I went to work today." Yasmine replied.

"Oh, okay. So you will only be coming back later. You will still come and visit us, won't you?" Dorothy asked.

This was obviously a provocation. Dorothy knew that she would not be in a good situation, so she deliberately made things difficult for her.

"Of course. I will come with Sebastian this weekend."

She emphasized that she would be coming with Sebastian. Dorothy had always wanted to see her make a fool of herself, but she wouldn't let her succeed. From now on, she did not want to be weak in front of Dorothy anymore.

Yasmine took a deep breath after dropping the call. She opened the door of the secret chamber and went out.

"Let's make a bet," she uttered after taking a deep breath.

Sebastian was gazing out of the large windows. Bewildered, he turned around and asked, "Bet?"

"You don't love women, do you?"

"No, I don't."

"That being said, you would have no feelings to women, am I right?"

"Yes. So what?"

"Let's bet on this then." Yasmine approached him. "Let's bet whether I can win your affection."

Sebastian sneered. "Are you trying to seduce me by taking off your clothes?" he asked.

"I'm not putting myself down to that level."

"So? What are you going to do?"

"You don't have to worry about that. I dare you now."

"How sure are you that you would win?"

"I'm sure I'll win."

Sebastian folded his arms. What an interesting woman. He then said, "And why are you so confident?"

Yasmine remained silent. "We can have a deal but I need you to know that there should be a punishment clause to this. If you lose..." Sebastian mused.

"If I lose, I will leave." a curt answer was given.

Yasmine concisely said what's in his mind.

"What if you win? What do you want me to do?" Sebastian asked.

Sebastian knew very well that she would not make a deal for no reason. There must be something behind this.

"If I win, we visit my family together this weekend."