The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 148

As the sky gradually darkened, the breeze blew over the two people on the top of the mountain. Sebastian looked at the beauty in his arms. She was sleeping soundly. He didn't want to wake her up, so he changed his position to let her sleep more comfortably.

It had been difficult for Yasmine to relax, and now that she did, she slept for two hours straight. When she woke up, it was already dark all around. She was shocked and asked blankly, "Where are we?"

Sebastian smiled and said, "Did you become dumb after sleeping? Don't you know where you are?"

"Don't tell me we are still on the mountain. Are we?"

He stretched out his hand and poked her forehead. "Of course we're still on the mountain. If it wasn't for your idea of coming back, we would've been lying comfortably in bed after taking a hot bath by now."

She sighed with annoyance. "Then why didn't you wake me up?"

"You were sleeping like a pig. I don't think I would've been able to wake you."

Yasmine glared at him and looked at her gloomy surroundings. She couldn't help but feel a little scared. "Let's go down."

"Can you walk now?"

"I don't think I can."

"Then let's wait a little longer. I've already called home. Someone will come and pick us up later."

"Why pick us up? Why don't you carry me down the mountain?"

Sebastian patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Look around carefully. It's night now and not daytime. My eyesight is not as good as it used to be. What if I let you fall down again?"

"It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"In order to be safe, we'd better wait for someone to come. Anyway, we've already spent the whole afternoon here, so what's the harm in waiting a little longer?"

Yasmine thought it made sense. It was so dark that nothing could be seen. If something really happened, it would be troublesome.

"Are you hungry?"

She nodded. "A little."

"Didn't you bring anything to eat when you came? What's this?"

Sebastian pointed to the plastic bag beside her feet. Just as he was about to reach out to get it, Yasmine hurriedly hid it behind her. "It's nothing."

"Why don't you stay put? I'll go to the temple and get you something to eat."

"No way."

She hugged him and put her arms on his chest and said, "I'm afraid."

Sebastian smiled dotingly and said, "What are you afraid of? That someone will eat you in this Buddhist area?" "I would rather starve to death than be scared to death. Don't go anywhere."

Seeing her trembling slightly, Sebastian shook his head helplessly and said, "Well, I won't leave then. I'll stay with you."

In the darkness, they hugged each other close. Sebastian suddenly said, "I'm hungry."

"Just endure it. I'm hungry too."

Yasmine failed to understand him as she crawled into his arms. Her face was pressed close to his hot chest and she held his waist with her hands.

For some reason, at this moment, she was so afraid of losing him. She was so scared that her whole body and heart had shrunk into one.

Sebastian lifted her chin and asked, "Will you kiss me?"

Yasmine did not speak. She just raised her head, slightly arched her body, and gently kissed the man's beautiful lips.

The kiss was shocking. Sebastian touched his lips and looked at her with an infatuated look. Her face was flushed and she was about to get out of his arms, but before she could stand up straight, he'd pulled her back into his arms.

He turned over and pinned her to the ground. Then, he said in a hoarse voice, "At first, I wanted only a kiss, but now, a kiss is not nearly enough."

Yasmine was surprised and embarrassed. She looked around and reminded him," We can't.... we're on a holy land..."

The ground was hard and uncomfortable, and it caused her some pain. She wanted to stand up, but he held her back by her shoulder. He tugged with his hands, and half of her shirt fell off, revealing her black bra and snowy-white skin.

Yasmine was lying in Sebastian's arms feeling exhausted. Her eyes were almost shut as she stared at the crescent moon in the distance. Her chest rose and fell violently.

Sebastian took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket. When they were almost done cleaning, he gently picked her up and said, "Hurry up and put on your clothes. People will be here soon."

He picked the clothes off the ground. Compared to the savage and impatient movements he did in the past when he took her clothes off, he was softer and slower now. However, as he helped her button her clothes up, he flirted with her shamelessly

Four or five strong men arrived. Yasmine stared at the stretcher they carried and asked in horror, "Is that necessary?"

"Now that it's here, you can lie on the stretcher."

Rather than letting these men carry his beloved wife on their backs, Sebastian preferred the stretcher.

"I don't want to lie down. If you want to lie down, be my guest."

Yasmine rolled her eyes. It wasn't like she was halfdead, so why did she need a stretcher?

"Young Master Simons, this was Madam Simons' order. Please don't make things difficult for us."

One of the men begged her. "Yeah, yeah, the wind is so strong and it might rain later," The others echoed after him.

Yasmine was in a dilemma. Looking at the anxious faces of the group of men, she took a deep breath and conceded, "Okay."

Sebastian carried her to the stretcher and lay her down on it. Then, they all went down the mountain. Sebastian's car was parked by the side of the road. He took Yasmine back to it and said, "All of you may leave. I'll take Yasmine to the hospital to treat her injury."

Yasmine slapped him on the shoulder and scolded him, "You're the one who's injured."

When they arrived at the gate of the hospital, Sebastian got out of the car first and opened the door on the passenger's side. He stretched out his hands and said, "Come on."

Yasmine was too embarrassed to let him carry her in, so she hopped along with one leg. However, before she could find her footing, both her feet slipped and she fell to the ground. Just as she was about to wail, she realised that her foot miraculously did not hurt anymore.

"Hey? How has it recovered? It doesn't hurt anymore!"

She took a few steps in surprise and came back. "It really doesn't hurt anymore. Oh my god, what's going on?"

Sebastian leaned against the car door grumpily. He crossed his arms across his chest and said, "You were playing tricks on me, weren't you?"

She immediately raised one of her hands and said, "I swear to God that I didn't trick you. I really couldn't move in the afternoon!"

Yasmine was really depressed. She walked a few more times and concluded, "It's puzzling..."

"Well, now that you're well, we can go home. Get into the car."

Sebastian yawned. His body was sticky and wet, mostly from the sweat following all that passionate action. Now, he just wanted to go home and take a comfortable hot bath.

Yasmine sat in the car again, still feeling puzzled by her injury. No wonder she did not feel anymore pain. Was it the blessing of the deities that quietly cured her injured foot? No, no, it was impossible. She had defiled the holy Buddhist land there. It was good enough that the gods had not punished her, so how could they have blessed her instead?

As the car drove to the Mansion House slowly, Yasmine unconsciously started to sleep with her eyes open. Although she slept for two hours not long ago, the passionate moments had consumed all her strength.

Puff!

Sebastian's sudden braking woke Yasmine up. She asked in a panic, "What's wrong?"

Looking ahead, she was even more surprised. She said, "Leighton..." Then she pushed the door open and jumped down.

Yasmine rushed to the front of the person who was in front of the car and asked in shock, "Leighton, why are you here?"

She hadn't seen Leighton Lind for almost half a year. At this moment, Leighton looked haggard and it was heart-wrenching. As soon as he saw her, he threw himself into her arms and burst into tears.

"Yasmine, dad said that you don't want me anymore. Is that true? Yasmine, do you really not want me anymore?"

Yasmine patted his back sadly. "Don't cry, don't cry, I didn't abandon you."

"Then why haven't you come to see me after so long... I miss you so much..."

Sebastian also got out of the car and saw a weird man holding his wife as he expressed his yearning. He suddenly got angry and rushed forward to separate the two of them. He said angrily, "Hey, hey, what are you guys doing?"

"Who is he?"

Leighton sniffed and asked Yasmine with a blank look.

Yasmine was afraid of provoking him, so she lied and said, "He's... my brother."

Hearing this, Leighton was confused and Sebastian was angry.

"Yasmine, when did you get a brother?"

Leighton asked in confusion.

Yasmine forced a smile and said, "Well, I've always had a brother. Not only do I have a brother, I also have a sister too."

"Oh, I know, I know, it's the ugly woman you took me to see last time."

Yasmine nodded, knowing that he was referring to Linda Taylor.

"Who did you say I am?"

Sebastian glared at Yasmine with anger on his face. He was just all over her body an hour ago, and now she'd introduced him as her brother, only an hour later? How was he supposed to swallow his anger?

"Come with me."

Yasmine smiled stiffly at Leighton, pulled Sebastian to a quiet corner, and said in a low voice, "He is Leighton Lind."

"So?"

Sebastian raised his eyebrows. Just because it was Leighton didn't mean that he had to pretend to be Yasmine's brother.

"He's mentally challenged."

"So?"

"Leighton is mentally challenged, so you can't reason with him."

"I'll give you five minutes to send him away."

Sebastian didn't care whether he was mentally slow or not. In short, he didn't want to see other men cry in her arms, as if they were in love with each other.

"Where should I send him off to in the middle of the night?"

Yasmine rolled her eyes at him, turned around, and was about to walk to Leighton.

"Wait a minute." Sebastian pulled her back. Then, he asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"What else can we do? Let's bring him home first." "What?"

Sebastian opened his eyes wide in disbelief. "You want to take your ex-husband home with me?"

"What ex- husband? We were just engaged, not officially married. If I divorced you and married him and still took you home, you'd be my ex-husband."

Sebastian was dizzy from her words, and he made his stance clear. "I'm telling you, I don't agree!"

Yasmine let out a long sigh. "You don't agree, do you? Okay, then I'll take him to a hotel."

"That's even worse!"

Sebastian was so angry that his face turned green. "A man and a woman alone in a hotel?"

"He's mentally challenged!"

"So what? Are you sure that the mentally challenged don't understand erotic love?"

Yasmine rubbed her forehead speechlessly. "Since you don't agree with anything I propose, what am I supposed to do? Anyway, I'll tell you the answer. Since Leighton has found me, I can't ignore him!"

Seeing that she was determined, he knew her personality very well. Sebastian had to hold back his anger and take a step back. "All right, bring him in."

"Thank you, honey."

It was as if the sun had lit up the day as Yasmine immediately smiled at him solicitously.

"I'm warning you. We will take him for one night at most. Tomorrow morning, please send him back to wherever he came from." Yasmine ignored him. She walked up to Leighton and said softly, "Leighton, come home with me."

When the three of them entered the living room, their family had already fallen asleep. Yasmine asked him, "Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

Leighton nodded as his stomach growled.

"Sit here for a while. I'll cook noodles for you in the kitchen."

"Okay."

Leighton sat down on the sofa obediently, and Yasmine immediately ran into the kitchen. She put on the apron and began to cook.

Sebastian was furious. She had totally forgotten about him or cared if he was hungry. All she cared about was this fool.

"Hey, how did you find this place?"

He sat in front of Leighton and asked fiercely.

Leighton looked at him warily and did not answer his question.

Huh, how dare he ignore Sebastian in his own territory? Sebastian slammed his hand on the table and asked, "I'm asking you a question. Can't you speak?"

Yasmine, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the voices in the living room and she hurried out to ask, "What's wrong?"

Leighton was about to cry. He ran to Yasmine and complained, "Yasmine, he's so fierce." Yasmine rolled her eyes and rebuked Sebastian angrily, "Can you lower your voice when you talk to him? Look how scared he is."

Sebastian raised his eyebrows and held his anger in. He couldn't wait to pack Leighton up and throw him out of the planet. "How was I fierce to him? I just asked him how he found this place."

"You don't have to ask that. I will ask him later. Go and sleep."

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"I didn't cook for you."

Yasmine turned around and went back to the kitchen, leaving Sebastian behind. He was so angry that he almost fainted.

He went upstairs in frustration. After taking a hot bath, he sat on the sofa and waited for the two people downstairs to come up. After waiting for forty or fifty minutes, he heard footsteps outside the door.

He opened the door and went out. Yasmine asked in surprise, "You haven't slept yet?"

Sebastian glared at her with angry eyes. It was easy for her to say that. With a half-stupid man pestering his wife, how could he sleep?

Yasmine led Leighton into the guest room and said to him, "Leighton, you go and take a bath first."

Leighton shook his head and grabbed her sleeve.

"I'm not leaving. I'll wait here for you to come out."

Yasmine knew that he lacked a sense of security, so she patiently convinced him. "Don't lie to me. Don't be like before. You said you wouldn't leave, but I couldn't find you afterwards."

"Well, don't worry. I won't leave this time."

Yasmine assured Leighton again and again. He finally went into the bathroom, relaxed.

Sebastian, who was standing by the door, did not know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this. He said sarcastically, "Confucius was right. Only fools and villains are hard to raise in this world."

"It's women, not fools,"

Yasmine corrected him grumpily.

"In my eyes, this fool is much more difficult to raise than women are."

Leighton came out of the bathroom less than ten minutes later. When he came out, he grabbed Yasmine's arm and said, "Yasmine, let's go."

Sebastian was stunned. He raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Where are you going?"

Leighton answered innocently, "Going to sleep..."