The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 126

The voice rumbled in Lily Adams's head. She was shocked to see the man opposite her was already sitting upright with a dignified look on his face.

She was so flustered that she didn't know what to say. She picked up the glass in front of her and drank everything in the cup. When the alcohol kicked in, she said, "I'm drunk. Please don't misunderstand."

Scott Jules looked at her with a complicated look in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he sighed lightly. "I'm sorry. I never knew about your feelings for me. I even asked you so much about Yasmine. I'm really sorry if I have hurt you."

"It's fine. Like what I've said, I'm just drunk. I'm just talking nonsense out of drunkenness. Please don't mind it."

"But you are clearly very sober now."

Scott exposed her lie right away, which made Lily even more embarrassed. She stammered as she tried to explain, "B-Because I said something that I shouldn't have said, that's why I have sobered up a little now."

"People get drunk, but the tears are honest. If you're just talking out of drunkenness, then why did you cry so sadly?"

Lily could not speak. She could no longer treat Scott as a fool. Seeing that she was keeping her silence, Scott understood everything at that instant. The both of them fell into a moment of silence. After a considerable time, he broke the silence with an apology.

"I'm sorry. Even though I now clearly understand your feelings, please forgive me for not being able to accept your feelings for me, because..."

"I know."

Lily didn't want to listen to him saying that he couldn't accept her because there was already someone else in his heart, so she hurriedly interrupted him. She slowly lowered her head to hide the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Well, you know better than anyone else that the person I like is Yasmine. You are also a good woman, so you will definitely find a man who is better than me."

"I will work hard."

She nodded expressionlessly. She had never felt this much pain in her heart before. Perhaps, it was because Scott had completely shattered her one and only fantasy.

"Eat something. You've only been drinking. I've ordered so many dishes, but you haven't eaten any of them."

"There's no need. It's getting late, I better get going now."

Lily stood up and picked up her backpack. After bidding Scott goodbye, she hurriedly left the room which had made her so sad. When she walked out of the restaurant, a cool breeze blew on her face, making the tears in her eyes to flow down her cheeks. The neon lights in the city shone freely which made her tearful face dazzle under the light. She covered her mouth with her hands to stop herself from crying out loud. She kept walking forward. She was broken and hopeless.

Scott's refusal had destroyed the very last dream in her heart. She could no longer live in the illusion that she had created for herself. She must now face the reality that the man that she loved did not like her back.

She arrived at a pedestrian bridge with tears streaming down her face. She squatted in the center of the bridge and cried painfully. She then shouted at the ever going traffic under the bridge, "Lily Adams, it's not your fault that the man didn't like you back. It's his fault for not having good taste!"

Scott was still sitting in the private room of the restaurant. His head was in a mess. Lily's confession had made him feel very bad. This love triangle between him, Lily and Yasmine was really too complicated.

He looked over at the pottery figurine which had been thrown on the table by him. He reached out to pick it up and looked at it carefully. He found that the figurine looked very similar to him. He had almost forgotten that Lily was also an art teacher so her painting skills were incomparable to that of ordinary people.

What a troublesome life, he thought. He couldn't get the person he liked, but the person he wasn't interested in liked him instead. However, he couldn't say those words too bluntly, because he himself understood very well the feeling of being ruthlessly rejected by the person you liked.

Yasmine had been thinking about how the dinner between Lily and Scott was going. After wandering around in the room for a long time, she decided to call Lily to ask.

Lily was sitting by the steps of a shopping mall. She stopped crying, and there was only emptiness left in her eyes.

"Hello?" Her voice sounded weak.

"How's it going? Are you two still together?"

"No, we're not."

Yasmine's heart skipped a beat. Upon hearing Lily's voice, she could feel the deep sadness in her tone. She immediately asked nervously, "Have you confessed your love to him?"

"It wasn't really a confession, but he already knew about it."

"What did he say then?"

Yasmine regretted her words as soon as she spoke. She shouldn't have asked this question. If the result was good, or even if there was a little hope, Lily wouldn't have sounded like this.

"He rejected me. He said that you are the only person he likes."

"I'm sorry..."

Yasmine felt very guilty and did not know what to say to comfort her.

"It doesn't matter, and it's not your fault anyway. It's good to hear him say it, then at least I won't have any expectations anymore."

"Where are you now? I'll go over and keep you company."

"No, I want to be alone now. I'll see you in school tomorrow instead."

"Okay..."

After Yasmine had hung up the phone, Sebastian Simons came out of the bathroom and asked casually, "What's wrong? Why are you frowning?"

"I think I've made a mistake today."

"What is it?"

Yasmine nodded and laughed so hard that her face was almost cramping.

Suddenly, they heard a ringtone coming from a cell phone. She pointed to the suit jacket that he had been thrown on the floor. "It looks like it's your phone."

Only then did Sebastian let Yasmine go. He picked up the suit jacket that was on the ground and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. It was an unknown number. He pressed the answer button and asked, "Hello? Who is it?"

There was a moment of silence. Just when he thought that it was someone who had made a wrong call and was about to hang up, a voice came from the other side of the phone, "Sebastian, it's me, Abigail..."

"What's wrong with you?"

He asked with concern and he could judge from her voice that there was something wrong with her.

"Can you send me to the hospital? I think I have a fever now."

Sebastian glanced at Yasmine, who was still smiling on the bed, and said awkwardly, "Where is Ethan Zordon?"

As soon as he asked about Ethan, the smile on Yasmine's face disappeared. She could already guess who was on the phone.

"Ethan went to another city to perform so I don't have anyone else to contact now."

Sebastian thought for a few seconds and agreed, "Okay, where do you live? I'll go now."

"No. 123 Violet Garden Road."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Sebastian looked at Yasmine again. Seeing Yasmine's gloomy face, he sat down to comfort her. "Don't be mad. Abigail is ill now, and Ethan has gone to another city to perform. I can't just let her be, right?"

"Can't she go to the hospital herself if she's ill? Or is it because she's mentally unwell that she needs someone to be her psychologist?"

"Her condition is probably quite serious. Her voice sounded very weak. Why don't you come with me to have a look, then?"

"I don't want to."

No matter how ignorant Yasmine was, it would still be impossible for her to go see Abigail with Sebastian. Since ancient times, the wife has always fought the mistress, and there wouldn't be a time when the wife visits the mistress.

"Then can you please be a little more considerate? In fact, Abigail is experiencing the things that you have been through so you should be able to be more understanding of her than anyone else."

"If she is not thinking about my man, then I will definitely understand her and even be friends with her. But how can I understand her now? She had explicitly declared war against me a week ago and wanted to take away what belongs to me. At this time, if I get along with her, it just means that I'm giving up on you and handing you over to her."