The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 165

"I think my period came. My stomach hurts so much." Willow York said.

Lily's eyes widened in surprise. "No way. What bad timing."

Yasmine Taylor stood aside and watched coldly. She knew what tricks Willow was playing so she took the opportunity to say, "Why don't you go back and have a rest then?"

Willow pretended to be uncomfortable and nodded. "That's the only way..."

Fynn Jaymond held her arm and said, "I'll go back with you."

"There's no need. You should go ahead and eat with them," she said.

Yasmine knew what Willow was plotting, so she continued to play along. "Yes, this is a common problem for women. You wouldn't be able to do anything even if you are with her. Anyway, we are not far from the hotel. She should be fine going back alone."

Seeing how Willow had insisted and Yasmine echoing her sentiments, Fynn finally agreed to let her go back alone. Fie then followed the rest to eat.

After returning to the hotel, Willow went straight to Sebastian's room and rang the doorbell. The door opened. Sebastian was not surprised at all when he saw the woman standing outside the door, but he pretended to be stunned. "Miss York, didn't you go out with them?"

"My stomach hurts so I came back. Do you have any medicine here?"

"No, I don't. Why does your stomach hurt?" Sebastian asked.

"Maybe I've been soaking in the water for too long," Willow answered.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

She shook her head. "No," then walked into his room and said, "I'll rest for a while."

"Okay, but..." Sebastian reminded her, "This is my room."

Willow stared at him in a daze. She suddenly walked up to him, put a hand around his neck, and said temptingly, "Can't I sleep in your room?"

Sebastian smiled with a meaningful look, "Of course, but are you seducing me?"

"It's fine if you want to take it that way."

Willow moved closer to him and rubbed her plump breasts against his strong, muscular chest. "Have you ever heard from Fynn that my skills in bed are better than any woman..."

"Is that so?" he said.

"Of course, do you want to have a try?"

Sebastian took a deep breath. Fortunately, he was determined enough. Otherwise, he would have been seduced by this woman.

"How? Don't forget that you're my best friend's woman," Sebastian said.

"I don't belong to anyone. I won't break up with Fynn, and you don't need to divorce Yasmine. We'll just take what we need," answered Willow.

Sebastian paused for a moment, "Okay, I'll take a shower first."

Willow couldn't wait anymore. She grabbed his collar seductively, "Didn't you take a shower after coming back from the beach?"

"I was sweating quite a bit earlier. Wait for me on the bed, I'll just get a quick shower."

Sebastian entered the bathroom and quickly sent a message to Yasmine. "Everything is ready. Come back."

After receiving the message, Yasmine stood up and announced, "Let's go back."

The three of them hurried to catch up. Yasmine told Lily the whole story in the taxi.

The four of them arrived at the hotel at the same time. Fynn went upstairs with a ghastly pale face and pushed the door to his room. There was no one inside. He closed his eyes in pain and angrily pushed the door to Sebastian's room. When he saw the scene in front of him, the blood that was gushing through his whole body froze that instant.

Willow was lying on Sebastian's bed in her sexy lingerie, and she had pulled Sebastian's robe down. She let go of her hand in surprise when she heard the door opening. As she saw the person standing by the door, her face turned pale...

Fynn's blood began to rush to his head. He rushed to Sebastian and raised his fist to punch him. Sebastian dodged his punch in a flash. Yasmine quickly went forward and explained, "Calm down, Fynn! We're helping you to see this woman's true colors!"

After a short moment of astonishment, Willow insisted, "It's not like this. Sebastian was trying to rape me! Fynn, don't believe what they say!"

Sebastian snorted, "I wanted to rape you? Are you sure you weren't the one who seduced me instead?"

"That's because you wanted to rape me. You said that if I don't obey you, you'd take back everything from Fynn!"

Willow was a natural actress. Her tears fell like the pouring rain, "Fynn, please believe me. I just wanted to protect you..."

Sebastian suddenly turned on the recording on his phone—

The atmosphere in the room grew even tenser. Everyone held breath, listening to Willow's charming voice, and the rage in Fynn's eyes gradually cooled down...

"Have you ever heard from Fynn that my skills in bed are better than any women's... I don't belong to anyone. I won't break up with Fynn. You don't need to divorce Yasmine. We'll just take what we need..."

Facts were better than argument. With such definite proof against her, Willow could not explain herself anymore. Even her innocent tears couldn't help her escape from this situation. Fynn looked at her in disappointment. He turned around and walked out dejectedly. Willow panicked. She was a disloyal woman who liked to seek stimulation and pursue fame with fortune, but she knew in her heart that no one could tolerate her attitude except for Fynn. Those men whom she had affairs with were just infatuated with her body. Fynn was the only one who really loved her from the bottom of his heart.

She ran after him and grabbed his arm. "Fynn, let me explain. It's not like this..."

Fynn shook her hand away in disgust and said coldly, "Willow York, we're done."