The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 233

Fynn Jaymond stared at Sebastian's troubled face and said firmly, "Therefore, President Sebastian, even if you don't consider my feelings, for the sake of everyone, you can't tell the truth to others."

He looked at him pleadingly. Sebastian Simons suddenly became serious, "Fynn, are you really not willing to accept Master Blaine as your father?"

"Yes, it's not that I couldn't accept it at the moment. I've been thinking about it for a year or so, and I'm certain that I will not change my mind."

"But you should know that if I helped Master Blaine to find his son, it will be very favorable for me." NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

"But I also know that if you don't get my permission, you would not do it no matter how favorable the conditions are."

Sebastian smiled calmly, "You've been with me for ten years and you know me well."

"Thank you, President Sebastian. Thank you for respecting my decision."

"You don't have to thank me. How could I not care about your feelings when we have such a strong friendship?"

Sitting in the study at home in the evening, Sebastian was holding on to the document about the laser surgery that Fynn did. Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Yasmine Taylor walked in. He hurriedly put the document in the drawer and frowned, "Why didn't you knock on the door before you come in?"

"I forgot. What's wrong? Did I interrupt you while you were thinking about me?"

Sebastian huffed and pulled her to sit on his lap. "How would you know if I was thinking about you? Maybe I'm thinking about someone else."

"You wouldn't dare."

Yasmine pinched his nose, "Mom cooked some chicken soup for dinner. She asked you to have some to restore your energy."

"No."

"Why?"

"Do I still need to drink that to restore my energy? Even if I don't drink that, I will still have enough energy to satisfy you for the entire night. In fact, I might risk dying from having too much enough if I drink that."

Yasmine giggled, "Are you just exaggerating? Your mother made the soup just for you. You have got to drink a little at the very least."

"You should drink it for me then."

"Are you kidding? It's for your health. If I drink it, it wouldn't do any good for me."

Yasmine pushed him, "Go ahead. I'll load something with your computer."

Sebastian was no match for her, so he got up and went out. He walked to the door and reminded her, "Don't mess around with my things."

"Yes sir!" Hearing those words, Yasmine suddenly recalled the panic in Sebastian's eyes when she entered the room. She pulled open the drawer quietly and saw an investigation report in it. When she picked it up and looked at it, she instantly covered her mouth in surprise.

Sebastian drank the bowl of soup in a hurry and went upstairs immediately. When he entered the study, he saw Yasmine sitting in his office chair and holding the document in her hand. He went

over to her with a cold face and asked, "Didn't I tell you not to rummage through my things?"

"You knew that Fynn is Master Blaine's son. Why did you still hide it from me?"

Yasmine asked with confidence as if she was not the one who had done something guilty.

"I'm afraid that you would tell Master Blaine about it. You're too impulsive."

"What's wrong in telling Master Blaine? Aren't you helping him to find his son?"

Sebastian sighed, "I would not have cared if that person was someone else. But that person is Fynn. I've got to consider various factors before I could tell Master Blaine the truth."

"Why?"

"I regard Fynn as my brother, and he told me that he refused to accept Master Blaine as his father. From the very beginning, the agreement that I had with Master Blaine was based on mutual interests. Now that Fynn doesn't want to admit it, I will feel like I'm betraying my brother if I tell Master Blaine about him." "How could that be a betrayal?" Yasmine's thoughts were totally different from his. "I think that Fynn just can't accept the fact that he suddenly has a relative who is alive and well at the moment. That means that he is no longer an orphan. It's just a mentality problem, it's not that he couldn't overcome it. There is an invisible barrier between the two of them now. As long as Master Blaine could find a way to get rid of this barrier, they will eventually reconcile with each other."

"It's always easy to solve other people's problems from our own point of view, but it's not so easy for them to deal with it on their own. Master Blaine lost his son because of the gang fight, which indirectly to his wife committing suicide. Fynn has a valid reason to hate him."

"No matter what happened to Master Blaine, the fact that he is Fynn's father will never be changed. I think that for Fynn, or for you, we should tell Master Blaine about this."

"I can't do that. Even if I want to draw that man over to my side, I will never take advantage of my brother's vulnerability!"

The two of them parted unhappily. Sebastian warned her repeatedly not to tell anyone about this matter. If she leaked the secret, he would not forgive her.

Yasmine had never seen such a stubborn person. She could not communicate with him, so she decided to talk to Fynn instead.

In a cafe with graceful surroundings, Yasmine looked at Fynn and said directly, "Fynn, I know you're Master Blaine's son." Fynn frowned, "Did President Sebastian tell you about it?"

"No, I found out by accident. He didn't betray you."

"Then, why did you ask me out today?"

"Are you really not going to reconcile with your father? I did hear from Sebastian that Master Blaine is not as bad a person as you think he is."

"I didn't say that he is a bad person. In fact, everything about him has nothing to do with me."

Yasmine sensed that Fynn had a deep grudge against Master Blaine.

"You do know that this is a sensitive period. If Master Blaine cooperates with Claudine, it will be very unfavorable to us. So, could you please put your personal grudge aside and take the overall situation into consideration?"

"I know it's a little too selfish to ask that?"

Fynn sighed softly. "I'm sorry. I understand the pros and cons of this matter, but I really don't want to have anything to do with that man."

Fynn was firm. Yasmine knew that she could not change his mind, so she changed the topic, "When are you going to propose to Tiffany?"

"When the time comes."

Lily Adams went home after spending twenty days traveling around Tibet. She saw Scott's gloomy face as soon as she entered the door. She knew that she was at fault, hence, she went forward and said enthusiastically, "Honey, I'm back."

Scott Jules ignored her and continued watching the TV.

"Let's see the gifts that I've brought for you. Hey—do you like it?"

She took out an ugly rabbit from her traveling bag. When she pressed the switch, the rabbit began to turn around, and it suddenly turned back to shout, "I LOVE YOU."

Lily laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. "What do you think? Do you like it?"

She pressed the switch again excitedly. "I saw it in a gift shop. I liked it very much at first sight, and my intuition told me that you would like it, that was why I bought it."

"I LOVE YOU," the rabbit roared again. Lily laughed and rolled on the couch, but when she looked at Scott again, he didn't even blink his eyelids, let alone laugh.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Scott seemed to have not heard her and he did not even bother to look at her.

"Scott, I know that I'm at fault. Don't be angry, okay?

I don't want you to be angry..."

"Do you know why I liked you at that time? I thought you were a forgiving man. In fact, I didn't misjudge you. You really are a man with a huge heart..."

"Although I left home without your consent, my heart has never left you. Scott, you feel it, don't you? My heart has always been with you."

Lily whispered into Scott's ears. Although her tone was full of emotions and love, she did not touch Scott's heart at all. He still had a long face and he refused to acknowledge her presence.

"Scott, if you don't pay attention to me, I'll force you to."

Lily gave him three seconds to decide whether to pay attention to her. Scott did not change his mind, so she threw herself on him like a pervert, holding his neck and kissing and biting him. Scott was somewhat tempted by her enthusiasm, but when he thought of her leaving home after leaving a note that morning, he pushed her away and turned to walk to the study.

"Scott, you will regret it if you do this to me!"

Lily was also annoyed. It was her fault that she ran away from home, but she had already apologized. She even said a bunch of respectful and coquettish words to coax him, but he did not even budge. She was fairly sure his heart was made of stone.

Since that did not work, she had to try another method. She took out her phone, dialed a number, and deliberately said loudly, "Dylan, have you reached home?"

"I'm home too. This trip to Tibet is really interesting. I haven't had enough fun yet..."

"Why don't we go to Lynbrook next time? After all, it's winter break now, so we can go there and have a rest..."

"Okay, that's settled then. I'll contact the others later. I'll tell you when we decide the time and schedule,"

Lily continued to chat with him, and their conversation was filled with enthusiasm. Scott could not bear it anymore and he was burning with anger. When she hung up the phone, Scott suddenly came out of the room and roared with a dark face, "I will break your leg if you dare to leave this place again!"

On the surface, Lily pretended to be wronged, but in fact, she was very happy because this was the first time Scott was angry at her. She finally saw another version of him apart from his usual polite self.

"Who told you to ignore me? Since you treated me as if I'm non-existent, what's the point of staying at home? Why don't I continue my trip so that you wouldn't be annoyed when you see me."

"How dare you say that I don't care about you? Why didn't you think of the reasons I had ignored you? Which woman would leave her husband for half a month, and with another man no less. How will you react if Yasmine and I go on a trip? Will you come back to greet me with a smile?!"

Lily ran over, hugged his arm and patted her chest, saying, "Don't worry. If you go on a trip with her, I will never break your legs. I will follow you, and then try my best to let you stay with me instead."