The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 168

Sebastian Simons and Yasmine Taylor left the company once they were done their work. He took a glance at the time and asked her, "I want to go to the hospital to visit Tiffany. Do you want to come along?"

Yasmine nodded, "Okay, but I want to go home and cook some delicious food for her. I'll bring the food over to the hospital later."

"Should I go over first then?"

"Well, that's fine too."

The two of them parted ways. One rushed home, and the other rushed to the hospital.

Sebastian arrived at the hospital and went straight to his sister's ward. He saw her sleeping, and Fynn was sitting by her bed. He asked in a soft voice, "Is Tiffany alright?"

"Yeah. All is well. The doctor said she's recovering well."

A trace of gratitude flashed in Sebastian's eyes. He pointed outside, "Let's talk at the rooftop."

Fynn glanced at Tiffany, who was sleeping soundly on the bed and nodded. "Okay."

The two of them left the ward and went to the rooftop of the hospital. In the quiet ward, Tiffany slowly opened her eyes. She was not asleep.

Her brother's sudden appearance made her feel uneasy. She always felt there was some hidden truth that she did not know that caused Fynn to accept her love.

She lifted the blanket, put on her slippers, and followed out quietly.

In the summer nights, the air would be filled with the smell of hot and humid air. The sound of crickets could be easily heard. Occasionally, there was a cool breeze, but one could only feel a slight coolness.

Sebastian was half-hidden in the dark. He stared at Fynn and said deeply, "Thanks to you, Tiffany's operation ended successfully. Thank you."

"It's no big deal. Although I have no blood relationship with her, I have already regarded her as my sister," Fynn said.

"After she is discharged, I will send her abroad to study. At that time, I will oppose your relationship, using the huge gap between our family status as an excuse. Then, you could escape unscathed."

Fynn nodded, "Okay."

After a few seconds of silence, Sebastian continued, "Do you really not have any feelings for me? Not even a little?"

"Tiffany is a good girl, but love can't be forced. No matter how hard I try, a brother's affection for a sister can't turn into romantic love," he replied.

Sebastian sighed deeply, "Well, you promised us to accept Tiffany for the time being so that she could focus on her recovery. You've already done so much for her. We couldn't possibly make any more unreasonable demands to you." As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang in his pocket. "Hello? Who is this... Oh... Chairman Xelia... Well, I'll go over now... Okay, I'll see you later."

Sebastian hung up the phone and patted Fynn on his shoulder. He looked at him meaningfully, "Chairman Xelia of Skywild Corporation wants to meet me to talk about the piece of land. I'll go first."

"Okay."

Fynn stood still in the same place. Sebastian turned around and left. He left in a hurry and he didn't notice a small trembling body in the dark.

Yes, Tiffany was trembling, but she did not cry. Tears would flow only when she was sad. When she felt numb, she would forget everything, even sadness and tears.

She dragged herself forward. When she was about ten steps away from Fynn, she called out softly, "Fynn."

Fynn was stunned. He thought that his ears were deceiving him, but when he turned back in shock, he realized that it was not a hallucination. Tiffany was standing in front of him, so near that he could reach out to her easily.

"Tiffany, why are you here..."

He took a deep breath, worrying that she had overheard the conversation between him and Sebastian just now.

"It's too suffocating in the ward so I came out for some fresh air." she said.

"How long have you been here? Did you just come out?" Fynn's eyes were avoiding her.

Tiffany looked at him expressionlessly and answered word by word, "It's been a long time, I came up after you two."

Fynn couldn't say a word for the next half a minute, and the two of them stared at each other blankly. Fle saw indescribable sadness in Tiffany's eyes.

"So... did you hear all of that?" he asked.

"Yes."

She nodded gently, stared at the ground and said blankly, "Although I have always known that you didn't like me, but when you told me that you would try to date me, I still believed it. I believed that you gave in because you were moved by my determination. But I didn't expect that you were with me because of my illness..."

Speaking of this, her voice started choking. She was really sad.

She sniffed and raised her head, her tear-filled eyes shining with desperate light in the dark. "Thank you for your company during this period of time. I'm very happy."

She turned to leave.

Fynn's heart ached painfully. Fle grabbed her wrist and was about to say something, but she turned her head and said, "Don't worry. I'll be fine. I won't give up my life because of love. I'm not such a person, you know that."

The moment when she turned around and left, tears finally fell down from Tiffany's eyes. She was very embarrassed, but she was glad that she had preserved her last dignity.

The rest of the day passed quickly, and Sebastian met with Abigail Tanner at Golurium Club.

They sat opposite each other. Sebastian asked her, "Do you want something to drink?"

"Iced tea," she said.

Sebastian placed the order to the waiter, "Two glasses of ice tea please."

After the waiter left, there was only the sound of their breathing in the private room of the club.

"Tell me, what should I do to make you destroy the evidence of my parent's crimes?"

Abigail did not speak but took out a file from her bag. "All the evidence is in this file, all of which are the original. Please check it."

He took them and checked it one by one. Most of them were the testimonies by the people who were ordered to carry out those crimes back then. There were also a lot of photos and a disc recording. He nodded and said, "What are your conditions? Tell

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me.

"No condition."

Sebastian was a little surprised. Maybe he didn't quite understand what she meant. "What do you mean by no condition?"

Abigail looked at him. "Sebastian, in your heart, am I a person who is only interested in benefits? Have you never thought that I would give these to you because I love you?"

"So, are you saying that you will hand all these evidence over to me unconditionally?" Sebastian asked.

"Yes."

"If I'm being honest, I have to say that I had never thought about that before. If it was three years ago, it might still be possible. But now, I don't have much confidence in you." he said.

"Why? What have I done to make you hate me?" Abigail said sadly.

"I don't hate you, but I'm just getting further and further away from your thoughts."

"Just because I questioned you for taking responsibility for Yasmine's matters last time?"

"It's not just that, but it was also reflected in many other aspects," Sebastian answered.

"Tell me about it." she insisted.

Sebastian sighed, "Let's just forget about it. We are no longer lovers. It's useless to say so much."

"I could only change if you tell me about it."

He glanced at her and said, "If you can pick it up, you must know how to let it go. That's all I can say."

Abigail smiled sarcastically with tears in her eyes. "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your kind words."

She picked up the iced tea in front of her and chugged it down. Then she stood up. "I'm leaving. Goodbye."

Sebastian stared at her disappearing back and thought for a moment before getting up to leave the club. When he walked out of the door, he was startled, and then he said, "Why haven't you leave?" "I'm waiting for the car," Abigail replied.

"Do you want me to send you off?" he offered.

"No need."

He did not say anything more. He went to his car, opened the door and got in. With a whoosh, he started the engine. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw from the rear view mirror that Abigail was surrounded by four to five men. Her face was filled with panic and fear.

Sebastian frowned and slightly struggled. He couldn't bear to see Abigail in such a situation, but he didn't want to get too involved with her.

While he was still hesitating, he saw one of the men had slapped Abigail hard on the face. Abigail fell to the ground, tears flowing down from her eyes.

He couldn't bear to watch anymore. He pushed the door open and walked over. He roared, "What are you all doing?"

Several men turned back at the same time. The leader of the men snorted, "What? This little bi*ch's mother owed us a large sum of gambling debt and didn't pay it back. Now she still doesn't want to pay it back. Shouldn't she pay for her mother's debts?"

Sebastian's face darkened, "How much does she owe you?"

"If we count the interests for the past three years, it'll be exactly 8 million and five hundred thousand dollars." the man said.

"Return the slap just now. I'll give you 17 million."

The men were stunned. Before they realized what was going on, Sebastian had already walked to the front of the leader and slapped him in the face. Then he took out a check from his wallet and signed it with his name. He threw it to him and said, "20 million dollars, keep the change."

The man touched his burning face and scanned him. Knowing that Sebastian was a man with high status, the man said with gritted teeth, "For the sake of this check, I won't argue with you." He turned to look at Abigail, who was on the ground, and said, "It seems that a woman with good looks really does have an advantage. Even if she stands on the street, people will pay for her. You have to serve this boss well so that you don't need to worry about having a good future."

As soon as he finished his words, Sebastian punched him. Even though he no longer had feelings for Abigail, he couldn't bear to see his former lover being humiliated like this.

This punch could be regarded as the beginning of a war. Several men rushed forward to fight with him. Sebastian had learned some Judo, so it was not difficult for him to deal with a few strong men. However, it would inevitably consume his strength. While he was not paying attention, the leader picked up an empty bottle on the roadside and threw it at him...

Ah—

With a scream, Abigail fell into Sebastian's arms. At the crucial moment, she stood in front of him to help him avoid the wine bottle. "Bang!" Blood flowed from her forehead onto Sebastian's shirt. Soon, Sebastian's shirt was stained with blood.

When the men saw that the situation had turned awry, they ran away in fear. Sebastian shouted anxiously, "Abigail? Abigail?"

The police car was conning, but it was too late. Sebastian couldn't delay any further, so he picked Abigail up and rushed to the hospital. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Fortunately, Abigail was not seriously injured. Perhaps the bottle was not aimed accurately, so it had only scratched a patch of her skin and it did not hurt her brain nerve. After the CT Scan, her wound was bandaged carefully and the doctor said that she could be discharged from the hospital.