The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 25

Seeing Yasmine frozen to the ground, Sebastian frowned and asked. "What's wrong?"

"Well... I think... if you are really busy, why don't you go home first..."

In order to avoid any misunderstanding, Yasmine forced the words out of her mouth, knowing Sebastian would throw a fit after he heard that.

As expected. "Are you kidding me?" Sebastian whispered to her under her breath angrily.

"No, definitely not. I just don't want to force you into something you don't like." Yasmine quickly explained.

"It's okay. As much as I do not like these events, I hate doing things halfway more."

Sebastian insisted and walked them straight into the hall. The scene was set. Yasmin had no other options but to brace herself for the worst.

A group of colleagues surrounded them as they walked in. Yasmine could feel a glare penetrating her from afar, and trembled, hiding behind Sebastian to avoid being spotted.

Sadly, it was in vain. Scott Jules was in total shock. His fine face was full of doubt. Instead of confronting Yasmine, he grabbed her best friend and asked in a low, anguish tone, "Why is Yasmine here with Sebastian Simons?"

Lily Adams was in anguish. Out of all the people here, why did he have to ask her? It was not even a difficult question to answer. Anyone would know about their grand wedding.

"Um, Principal Jules, do you know Mr. Simons as well?"

She faked a smile and asked idiotically. Everyone in City B knew who Sebastian Simons was. Apart from his distinguished family background, he was also well-known for his impressive marital history.

"What do you think?"

Scott replied, waiting for her answer.

Lily continued to laugh, but her laugh gradually faltered. "Well, you could probably guess it by now. This is the school's anniversary party. People who come in pairs are of course..." She really couldn't bring herself to say the phrase "a married couple".

Scott was getting more anxious by the minute. Granted, Lily made herself very clear but he couldn't accept what she said. This was too absurd. It was impossible. "Tell me everything!" He demanded. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Scott's distress, Lily decided to just reveal the truth. "Sebastian is Yasmine's husband. They have married ten days ago." She rushed out her words all at once, biting her lips.

Time seemed to have stopped at that moment. Scott stared at the woman whom he had loved for two years. He felt that it was the end of the world. It was hard to describe the final struggle and powerless feeling one had before facing unavoidable death.

Yasmine glanced at Scott's eyes. She felt helpless and guilty at the same time. She never got his hopes up, but the agonized look in his eyes made her feel as if she betrayed him.

"Oh, now I see why you asked me to go first. Looks like you have a lover here."

Sebastian scorned and stared at Scott.

"What lover? Don't accuse me."

Yasmine glowered at Sebastian, feeling more and more embarrassed.

"How dare you claim that man has nothing to do with you? If there's nothing between you, why can't he take his eyes off you? Why would you hide behind me as soon as we walked in?" He muttered fiercely to her.

"That's our principal. He didn't know that I was married. Maybe he was a little surprised."

"Surprised?"

Sebastian smirked and said, "Look at him carefully. Are his eyes full of surprise or anger?"

"You must have interpreted things wrongly. It's okay, let's go home before you accuse me more."

Then, Yasmine felt her arm was suddenly held forcefully by someone. Before she could react, she had been pulled out of the hall. She started panicking. "What are you doing, Principal Jules?"

"I need to talk to you." his voice was strained.

Scott did not even hesitate. He shoved her into the car, banged the door shut and drove her away...

Yasmine's mind went blank. She knew that she was dead meat. How could Sebastian tolerate her being taken away by a man in front of him? She even told him earlier that they had nothing to do with each other. How was she going to prove herself now? It was "Mission Impossible" for her.