The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 200

Lily Adams got up angrily and ran into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Scott Jules let out a huge sigh. He walked forward and knocked on the bedroom door, "Lily, could you please open the door? You didn't finish hearing what I said at the restaurant, did you? If you open the door, I'll tell you everything about my conversation with Yasmine."

"I don't want to hear it! From today onwards, we will live in separate rooms! You'd better reflect on what you've done."

Bang! She opened the door briefly and tossed Scott's pillow out.

A week later, Yasmine Taylor received a phone call from Fynn Jaymond. She immediately answered the phone call with high expectations.

"Hello, Fynn, are there any updates?"

"Madam, according to my observation and findings this week, President Sebastian would schedule a counseling session at Sunshine Counseling Center every Saturday afternoon."

"A counseling center? What is he doing there?"

"I'm not sure about that. Perhaps President Sebastian's PTSD is reoccurring."

Yasmine pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have the address of the counseling center?"

"Yes."

"Text me the address." "Okay."

After receiving Fynn's text message, she took a leave that afternoon and made her way to Sunshine Counseling Center.

She entered the premises and arrived at a decently large room. There was a bookshelf installed behind an office table, which contained every patient's medical records. A man in his fifties got up and asked, "Miss, may I help you?"

Yasmine took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I would like to confirm if you have a patient, Sebastian Simons."

The middle-aged man was taken aback and asked in doubt, "Is there a reason you're asking about this?"

"Could you please just tell me? This is very important to me."

"Yes, there is such patient here."

"May I know what condition has he been diagnosed with?"

Yasmine asked in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, this is the patient's privacy. It's not our position to reveal it."

"Sir, I beg you to tell me. I'm his wife and I have to figure out what condition he's suffering from."

The man took another look at her and told her, "As far as I know, the patient is single. Miss, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Yasmine was incredibly anxious at this point, "How should I address you?" "Please call me Dr. Wadsworth."

"Dr. Wadsworth, I'm actually Sebastian's wife, but an incident that occurred two years ago had forced us both into an unfortunate separation. Now, please tell me, is my husband's PTSD relapsing?"

"Miss, I'm really sorry. Without his consent, we're not allowed to reveal the patient's private records."

Yasmine's eyes started turning red as she said in a choked voice, "Is it not the aim of Sunshine Counseling Center to provide hope to your patients? I believe that as long your patient is cured, you would undoubtedly feel happy for him. So please tell me what my husband's condition is. I will do everything within my power to help him overcome this hurdle."

Dr. Wadsworth's mind wavered because of Yasmine's sincerity. He sighed and said, "I will bring this up to Mr. Simons, and if he agrees, I'll tell you everything."

"I wouldn't be here in the first place if he would agree to that. The entire reason I needed to come here alone was that he didn't want to share his sufferings with me. Dr. Wadsworth, for Sebastian's sake, I implore you to tell me. I truly want to help the person I love, even if our fate had ended, I still wish he could live a good life."

Yasmine's tears finally convinced Dr. Wadsworth. He nodded and said, "Alright then."

Dr. Wadsworth retrieved a medical record from the bookshelf behind him and passed it to Yasmine.

Sebastian's full name was written across the cover page. She opened the record nervously. When she saw Sebastian's condition in the document, Yasmine was shocked beyond words.

Rape-induced Sexual Dysfunction...

Yasmine looked up blankly. She could feel her head slowly becoming dizzy and she asked nervously, "What does this mean?"

"The patient has had sexual intercourse with another person in an unconscious state. This posed as a traumatic experience to him and his sexual functions were since impeded."

"When did he begin his counseling treatment? Is it effective so far?"

Yasmine cried once more. Her heart ached for Sebastian.

"About a year and a half ago. As of now, the treatments have not been too effective, because Sebastian's problem cannot be solved by medical prescriptions alone. His problem is more rooted in his mental state. He was faced with too many traumatic incidents during that period of time and it started from the non-consensual sexual intercourse with another person, resulting in that person being pregnant with his child. On top of that, his loved one had left him and his family was in turmoil. All these were too much for him to take in and they had put his entire mental state into jeopardy, resulting in his sexual dysfunction.

"So you do know what happened between us."

She pointed her finger to the sky and said, "Just appreciating the Moon."

"Heh," Sebastian sneered at her and immediately walked toward his car.

He had just gotten into the car when he sensed his right door was suddenly opened too. Yasmine had invited herself into the car.

"What are you doing?"

"Could you please drop me off at my apartment? Thanks."

"Why don't you just walk back since it's so near?"

"It's on your way anyway. Besides, I'm feeling a little unwell."

Sebastian started the engine and drove toward her apartment. A few minutes later, the car came to a halt as it reached Yasmine's residence. However, Yasmine remained seated in Sebastian's car and did not move a single inch. Sebastian reminded, "We're here."

Yasmine stared at him, opened the car door, and started making her way to her apartment. However, before she could even take her third step, Yasmine collapsed onto the floor. A panicked Sebastian immediately exited the car and dashed toward her. He lifted her and said, "Yasmine, Yasmine, are you alright?"

Pretending to be weak, Yasmine's tone was frail, "I feel dizzy, please carry me in..."

Sebastian carried her into the apartment and placed her onto her bed gently. He lowered his body and asked, "Are you alright? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

All of a sudden, Yasmine reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Nothing's wrong, I just want you to stay."

Sebastian looked at her in shock. It took him a while to react and he attempted to fling Yasmine's hands away. Yasmine said, "Didn't you say before that you're not immune to a woman's invitation? I'm asking you to stay right now."

"Don't do this." He stood up straight stiffly and attempted to exit the room. However, Yasmine was a step faster and she closed the door before Sebastian could escape, "What's wrong? Am I not attractive at all you already? Are you that desperate to run away?"

"Yasmine, don't fool around anymore. I still have other matters to attend to, please get out of my way."

I wont.

Yasmine knew clearly what Sebastian was running from. She had shamelessly deceived Sebastian into this situation because she wanted to see for herself how bad Sebastian's problem was.

"Are you going to let me pass or not?"