The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 127

"You're taking things too seriously. I'm not a doll. I have my own thoughts and views and it's not up to anyone to grab them or hand them out as they wish."

"Do you have to go?"

"I have to go, forgetting about love in the past. This is what my family owes her."

Yasmine Taylor wanted to continue, but when she heard of Sebastian Simons's words, she couldn't say anything else.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. I'll come back as soon as possible."

Sebastian leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. He gently patted her cheek and said, "Don't think too much. I won't do anything that will upset you."

He left. He went to another woman. Yasmine looked at the empty villa and felt extremely disappointed.

She got up, went to the bathroom, and lay down in a tub full of hot water. As she thought about what her mother-in-law had said the other day, she stroked her flat belly and muttered to herself, "When are you coming..."

Sebastian arrived at Abigail Tanner's residence on Violet Garden Road. The door was half-closed so he walked in and shouted in the dark house, "Abigail, are you there?" "Sebastian, I'm here."

The voice came from the sofa. Sebastian groped over to the direction of her voice and asked, "Where is the light switch?"

"Ten more steps forward."

Sebastian took another ten steps forward and managed to get to the switch on the wall. With a snap, he turned on the lights. He looked back and saw that Abigail was curling up on the sofa. Her face was very pale, and her hair was soaked with sweat.

"How did it get so serious?"

He reached out and touched her forehead. It was like a hot stove. He quickly picked her up and hurried to his car which parked outside of the house. He then drove the car to the hospital in a hurry.

He went to the emergency room. Fortunately, it was just a cold. After receiving a session of IV drips, her fever began to recede.

"How much longer do I have to do this?"

Abigail gritted her teeth and stared at the needle on her arm. Sebastian knew that she was afraid of pain. He knew better than anyone else that what Abigail feared the most was getting injections and IV drips.

"Two more bottles."

"Do I really need so much? Let's go home, okay? I feel much better now."

Sebastian glared at her and said, "How can we go back now? If we don't get rid of the virus completely, the fever might come back again in the evening."

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She finally showed a sense of cowardice. The more afraid a person was, the more sensitive the person would be to something. Just like Abigail's case, although she wasn't allergic to the solution, as long as the needle was inserted into her hand, the back of her hand would swell up immediately, regardless of where it was being pierced.

Sebastian thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me." Then he got up and went out of the ward.

Ten minutes later, he came back with a bag of snacks in his hand and said to Abigail, "Open your mouth."

Abigail opened her mouth obediently. He then put a sweet lollipop into her mouth.

"How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Abigail shook her head and said with a choking voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

The tears slowly blurred her eyes. It had been so long, and he still remembered that when she was sick, a lollipop could relieve all her discomfort.

Sebastian's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Yasmine's who was calling, he immediately answered, "Hello?"

"When will you be back?"

"Probably quite late. It's going to take a while because Abigail is receiving her drips. You can go to sleep first. Don't need to wait up for me." "Don't they have nurses who can take care of her?"

"It's late at night now. The nurses are off work. Please be obedient and just go to sleep first, okay?"

"I'll wait until you come back and then only I'll go to sleep."

Yasmine hung up the phone without giving him a chance to reply, then he wouldn't have the chance to refuse. She wanted him to know that as long as he's not back, she wouldn't go to sleep, and she wouldn't be able to fall asleep.

She went to the balcony in her pajamas. The cold wind was blowing outside, but she didn't feel cold at all. She was sitting on the stool like a fool, waiting for Sebastian to return home.

It's getting late in the night, she couldn't help but sneeze a few times. She then returned to the bedroom, put on a coat on herself, and went back to the balcony while listening to the sound of waves hitting on the rock as she waited for her sweetheart to come back.

At half-past eleven, she called Sebastian again. This time, his voice was very light, as if he was afraid of waking up the person who had fallen asleep beside him.

"Is it not done yet?"

"No, there's still some left."

"You can come back before 12 o'clock then?"

"Why are you not asleep yet?" Sebastian was a little angry. "Do you know what time it is?"

"I've already said that I won't sleep as long as you're not back home." "Yasmine, why are you acting capriciously now? Abigail is sick, how can I go back now?"

"Then don't care if I'm sleeping or not! My husband is accompanying my rival so you tell me how am I able to fall asleep?"

Sebastian could not say a word. He understood Yasmine's worry. Women were always worried that they might lose something. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back as soon as she's done with the drips."

When Abigail finished her drips, it was exactly 12 o'clock. Sebastian covered up the quilt for her and just when he was about to leave, his shirt was being tugged.

"Sebastian, don't go..."

Abigail looked at him piteously and sobbed, "I'm afraid of being here alone. It's either you send me home or accompany me here, okay?"

Sebastian raised his eyebrows and said, "The doctor asked you to stay here for a night to get observed. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Then stay here with me. Today is my father's death anniversary. I don't want to be alone."

Sebastian's expression suddenly froze. He did not know the exact date of her parent's death, but when he saw Abigail's painful eyes, he believed that today was really an extraordinary day.

"I'll have to make a phone call first."

He walked out of the ward, stood in the hallway of the hospital, and dialed Yasmine's number—

"Yasmine, are you asleep?" "No."

"I can't go back tonight. You can go to sleep first, okay?"

"Why?"

"Today is the death anniversary of Abigail's parents and she is very upset..."

"If you would accompany her whenever she's upset, then wouldn't it mean that you will have to accompany her every year on her parent's death anniversary in the future?"

"Today is exceptional. She has no one who can keep her company. If Ethan is here, I won't stay with her."

"That's not an excuse. You must come back now!"

Yasmine's tone was firm and determined. She had been waiting for four hours now. No matter what the reason was, she just could not accept it.

"Yasmine, why can't you be more generous? The reason why I am with Abigail now is entire because of responsibility and not because of love. Please don't confuse between the two, okay?"

"In the face of a woman who has threatened to steal my man from me, if I were to be reasonable, it wouldn't mean that I'm generous, but it would just mean that I'm outright stupid!"

"Why can't you understand the situation?"

"Don't say it then. To accompany your first love and you don't need to come back any more!"

Yasmine hung up the phone angrily while tears were flowing out of her eyes. She was really sad. After all, she had just had a fight with Sebastian because of Abigail.

Sebastian went into the ward with an unpleasant look on his face. Abigail asked weakly, "What's wrong? Did you have an argument?"

"No, you should get some more rest. I'll just sit here."

He pulled a stool for himself and sat down by the window. He was exasperated as he looked at the starlight.

"If you want to smoke, you can have one. It's a VIP ward anyway, and there are no other patients here."

Abigail noticed that he was in a bad mood.

"It's okay. You can just go to sleep."

"Just smoke one. It'll make you feel better."

Sebastian hesitated for a moment and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. He was really upset. He was even more annoyed when he thought of Yasmine's stubbornness and that she might still be waiting up for him.

In the curling smoke, Sebastian's silhouette looked exactly like a perfect statue. Abigail looked at him idiotically. He was still as handsome and charming as before. Even his posture, while he smokes, could make her heart flipped.

Initially, he had only intended to smoke one, but before he knew it, he had already taken another. In less than an hour, he had finished half of the pack.

"Are you feeling better now?"

Abigail suddenly spoke, and he turned around in surprise. "Why haven't you slept yet?" "I don't dare to sleep. I'm afraid that as soon as I open my eyes, you will no longer be here."

"Don't worry. I'll be here until dawn. Go to sleep."

Sebastian pulled the chair back to her bedside and sat down.

"You are probably sleepy too, right? The bed is quite big. You can lie down and sleep for a while too."

Sebastian refused decisively, "There's no need, I'll just nap here for a while."

Seeing that he had refused her, a trace of loss flashed in her eyes. She turned over and neither of them spoke again.

Sebastian rested his hand on the bedside table and soon fell into a deep sleep. After a long time, he suddenly could feel warm on his cheek. He opened his eyes and saw that Abigail was sitting upright before him.

"What are you doing?"

He asked blankly. Abigail put her arms around his neck and looked at him with deep affection. "Sebastian, let's get back together."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and wanted to kiss his lips. Unexpectedly, he was stunned for a few seconds and then immediately pushed her away. He stood up and said, "Don't do this."

"Why? Don't you love me?"

"I've made it clear to you the last time that I love my wife very much."

"You're just lying. You can't deceive me. I can see everything through your eyes. Do you dare to say that you don't have me in your heart at all?"

Sebastian fell silent and then he sighed, "No love will remain at the same place. A long time ago, I thought that I will never be able to forget it. But now, I am very clear that I am just holding onto the memory of my first love. As for you, Abigail, I don't have the intention to get back together with you again, so let's just be friends from now on."

He raised his hand to look at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning. " In fact, after midnight, it's no longer your parents' death anniversary so I'm leaving now. Take care."