The Seventh Miserable Bride

Yasmine took the bangle off and passed it to Sebastian, while saying, "Remember, you must give a good performance!"

He took it from her, and asked tauntingly, "How so? Are you going to show me? I've never accompanied any of my women back home before?"

She lowered her voice, "You won't need to do anything on purpose. Just put on a loving image of us, that will do."

Sebastian smiled sarcastically. "Looks like you not only take pride in yourself, you like boasting around just to keep your image as well. How shameless it is to ask me to fake my love for you when I feel nothing for you at all."

Yasmine did not really care for his sarcastic words. In her view, both of them were similar types of people.

Turning to the room, she settled down to revise for her school work the next day. At 9.45pm she packed up her books, picked up her sleepwear to prepare for a shower.

All good habits, disciplined and on time.

Walking towards the bathroom, she suddenly was stopped by a voice, "Stop right there!"

She turned her head, staring at the man who was lazing and pretending to be asleep. She asked, "What's wrong?" "What are you doing?" he pressed.

"I'm taking a shower," she replied calmly.

"Who told you you could use this bathroom?"

Yasmine opened her eyes wide in surprise and said, "There is only one bathroom here. Where else could I go?"

"Use the bathroom next door, go!"

She felt incredulous, "In that case, shall I just move next door? That would save us some trouble and I won't annoy you."

"Next door is the guest room, are you a guest?"

"I'm not, but in your eyes, I'm not even human, am I?" She questioned.

Sebastian stood up, and said lazily, "Glad that you know it!"

Yasmine dejectedly carried her clothes to the guest room. Standing under the showerhead, she could not fathom, if he hated women so much, why did he force himself to have a woman in his room? He was indeed a ridiculous and unreasonable, annoying fellow!

In the blink of an eye, the weekend arrived, it was time for them to go.

At breakfast, her mother-in-law said, "Yasmine, I've asked my staff to prepare the gifts. If you both are not coming back tonight, just let me know."

"Yes, mom," Yasmine replied.

Her line of sight moved towards Sebastian, and his expression was as dark as the night sky. It was terrifying.

Although she knew from the start that the Simons family was rich, when she saw the gifts placed in the car, Yasmine was still astounded. She could almost envision Dorothy's greedy face smiling ear to ear. The car began its journey, and Sebastian was silent. Halfway there, Yasmine said again, "Remember to be loving!"

"Will try my best," he uttered nonchalantly.

Upon arriving at their destination, they could see Henry Taylor, his wife and their daughter Linda waiting at the entrance with rows of servants. It was a majestic welcome.

"Oh, my god! I've been waiting for this! Finally, my daughter returns!" Dororthy said smugly.

Her exaggerated expression was irritating, and she rushed towards Yasmine, pulling her into an embrace. Yasmin smiled but felt disgusted in her heart.

"Oh, Mr. Simons, welcome!"

Henry eagerly reached out his hand trying to ingratiate himself.

Dorothy Ryles came and joined him as well. She couldn't stop praising her son-in-law for his appearance and his success. Her daughter was so lucky to have been married to such an excellent man like him. Yasmine watched all these unfold and couldn't help but to sarcastically laughed at herself deep down. This was supposed to be her home, but none of these people ever cared for her...