The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 194

Yasmine Taylor had never thought herself as a picky eater, but this was really the worst coincidence of all time. Yasmine did not dislike any other food except for mutton and venison, but it was precisely these meats that were being ordered to the table.

The group quickly devoured their food, except for Yasmine, who did not lift her cutlery at all. The production team leader asked in surprise, "Hey, Miss Lorris, why are you not eating? Is it not up to your appetite?"

"No, I'm just not hungry."

Her answer was not genuine.

"Aren't you hungry after working for so many hours? No wonder you're so thin. Are you feeling unwell?"

One of the colleagues asked concernedly.

"No, I just ate a little too much for dinner."

"Oh, now I feel bad that you had to watch us eat."

"It's okay. Just enjoy yourself and don't worry about

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me.

Yasmine smiled.

Sebastian's phone rang at this moment. He looked at the number and went out to answer the call.

Yasmine stared at Sebastian Simons from a distance and felt a tinge of discomfort. Who else would have called at such hours apart from his wife? Realizing that Abigail Tanner had finally taken her place, she felt a hint of envy deep down.

When Sebastian came back from the call, Yasmine's cell phone also rang. She saw that it was Gabriel Smith. Blinded by the desire to get back at Sebastian, she answered her phone in front of everyone, "Hello?"

"Have you slept yet?"

"No, I just finished work. I'm having a meal with my colleagues outside."

When Gabriel heard that Yasmine had just finished working, he asked distressingly, "Why are you working so late? You must be very tired, right?"

She answered with a smile, "I'm not tired. Haven't you slept yet?"

"I miss you so much that I can't fall asleep."

Gabriel flirted with her.

"Why did you still leave me here if you missed me? Wouldn't it solve your problem if you had asked someone else to take my place?"

"If this work is that tiring on you, I really have to consider sending someone to fill in your role."

"Then please consider. I'll wait for your good news."

The two of them chatted intimately for a while before Yasmine reluctantly ended the conversation. When she looked up, her colleagues were giving her an ambiguous look. The leader of the

development team had a sense of humor. He asked, "Miss Lorris, is that your boyfriend?" She pretended to be shy and shook her head, "I guess he's still not my boyfriend yet."

"Oh, don't deny it. If he wasn't your boyfriend, who would have called you at this hour?"

Apart from Sebastian, who was silent, everyone began to discuss excitedly, "Could Miss Lorris' boyfriend be our client, Director Smith who visited our company previously?"

"Did you have to ask? Of course it's him. Didn't you hear Miss Lorris ask why he had left her here?"

"Yes, yes, and Miss Lorris is Director Smith's special assistant. If she is not his lover, how could Director Smith feel safe entrusting everything here to her..."

Yasmine listened to their discussion and did not admit nor deny anything. She wanted Sebastian to feel the same discomfort as she did.

"Hey, Miss Lorris, is the bracelet a gift from Director Smith?"

A female colleague sitting next to Yasmine widened her eyes in surprise, and the rest focused their gaze onto her.

Yasmine shook her head, "No."

"That's more like it. This bracelet is obviously not branded, it would be insincere of Director Smith if he chooses this as a gift."

"Maybe. I've been wearing this bracelet for a long time and at this point, it makes me feel nostalgic. No matter how cheap it is, I just don't have the heart to throw it away. I'm not the kind of person who does not cherish their past at all."

Sebastian was well aware that Yasmine was referring to him. He drank his wine calmly as if he had not heard her at all.

After the fruitful meal, Sebastian went to the counter to pay the bill. Yasmine saw him whispering something to the shop owner before returning to the table.

"President Sebastian, thank you for your treat. It was such a delightful meal."

"I agree, nothing beats enjoying a hot broth of stew in such cold weather. Haha!"

The group left the restaurant and returned to their homes in different directions after bidding farewell. Yasmine was just about to leave when Sebastian grabbed her sleeve and said, "I'll send you home later."

After Sebastian briefed the team leader about his work tomorrow, he went back into the restaurant and came out holding a plastic bag.

He opened the door and waited for Yasmine to get in. With a whoosh, the engine fired and Sebastian drove the car to the apartment where Yasmine lived.

Along the way, both of them did not utter a single word. After arriving at the apartment, Yasmine thanked Sebastian softly before leaving the car.

"Take this."

Sebastian shoved the plastic bag into her hands and drove away without giving her time to respond.

She entered the apartment, lit the lights in the living room, and opened the plastic bag. She found that Sebastian had bought her a chicken sub and a bowl of mushroom soup. They were her favorite. Yasmine instantly felt a gush of mixed feelings erupting from within.

Another three busy days passed, and the prototype was finally ready. Therefore, there was a second gathering. This time, it was a celebratory dinner.

After dining in at a five- star hotel, everyone proposed to go for karaoke. Sebastian agreed and brought them to the best nightclub in the city.

Sitting in the large room and listening to the unsynced tunes of her colleagues, Yasmine had gradually forgotten about her awkward relationship with Sebastian and was able to immerse herself into the joyful moment.

"Miss Lorris, why don't you sing a song too?"

The sudden invitation stunned Yasmine for a minute and she quickly shook her head. "I don't know how to sing. I'm sorry..."

"Oh my God, is there anyone who doesn't know how to sing these days? Come and sing."

The female colleague next to her encouraged her, but Yasmine firmly refused the microphone and said, "I really don't know how to sing. I have the most monotonous voice and I get off- key easily. Please forgive me."

Seeing that Yasmine ultimately refused to sing, the group shifted their focus to Sebastian.

"President Sebastian, could you please sing a song for us?"

Sebastian was stunned for a moment, and the leader of the development team immediately answered, "Yeah, President Sebastian, come on. If you sing a song, we will work harder in the future."

Facing the many excited faces of his colleagues, Sebastian took the microphone and said, "Alright."

Clap clap!

Before Sebastian started singing, there was already a row of thunderous applause. Yasmine muttered, "How embarrassing."

He picked a song that was called Ocean Deep, and the melancholic music slowly started. The room quieted down and the President, who was renowned for his hoarse voice, started singing.

"Love, can't you see I'm alone?"

"Love, do you know that I'm so lonely?"

"Can't you give this fool a chance?"

"Can't you give this fool a chance?"

"A little love is all I ask."

"Just for a night."

"A little kindness in the night."

"A little of your love and your warmth."

"Please don't leave me behind."

"Please don't leave me behind."

"No, don't tell me love is blind."

"No, don't tell me love is blind."

"A little love is all I ask."

"All I need is a little love."

This was the first time Yasmine had heard Sebastian sing. She was in a daze. Looking at his stiff, tall back and listening to his slightly weathered voice, her eyes had unknowingly been blurred by a screen of tears.

Everyone was fully engrossed in Sebastian's voice. The female colleague next to Yasmine couldn't help but said, "Never knew that our indifferent, quiet President would have such a tender side. My heart could barely take it!"

She exaggeratedly covered her chest, looked at the attentive Yasmine, and sighed, "Even Miss Lorris was fascinated by President Sebastian's expression. Whoever gets to marry President Sebastian will surely be a happy woman."

Yasmine suddenly came to her senses. She turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said that President Sebastian's voice is captivating, and his appearance is also charming. His dysfunctional relationships aside, he is truly the perfect gentleman."

"Not that."

Yasmine took a deep breath and said, "You mentioned whoever marries President Sebastian will be very happy. Isn't President Sebastian married?"

The female colleague was surprised and said, "Who said that? Our company was established two years ago and I've been here since the very beginning. But I've never heard that he's married."

"Maybe you just don't know about it."

"It's unlikely. If President Sebastian gets married, he would surely bring us all for a feast. Even if he didn't, there will surely be some news, but I have never heard of him being a married person until

today!"

Yasmine fell into silence. Her mind was confused and she could no longer tell reality apart.

At 11 o'clock, the group finally had enough fun. After leaving the nightclub, Yasmine knowingly walked to the side of Sebastian's car. After he finished chatting with other employees, he didn't say anything, got into the car and immediately drove towards Yasmine's apartment.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the apartment. Sebastian sat in the car and did not move. They no longer had the intimate relationship they once enjoyed and Sebastian didn't personally exit the car and get the door for her like he did in the past.

Sebastian sat still, but this time, so did Yasmine. Skeptically, he reminded Yasmine, "Don't you want to get off the car?"

"How are you and Abigail? Are you married?"

Sebastian's face suddenly froze, but he instantly switched into his uncaring expression again. He unfastened his seat belt and leaned towards her and asked mischievously. "Why do you ask? Do you plan to get back with me if I told you there was nothing between Abigail and me?" Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

He was about to go in for a kiss when Yasmine blocked his approach, "Who wants to get back with you? Disgusting!"

She unbuckled her seat belt angrily and prepared to exit the car. In that instant, Sebastian grabbed her wrist and said, "Actually, if that's what you want, I'm more than willing to stay and keep you company. It's hard for me to say no to a woman's invitation."