Chapter 36


    Madam Simons red at her daughter in embarrassment. "You''re not married yet. How can you


    speak in such an unrestrained manner?"


    "Oh, Mother, do you think you''re living in the 1970s? Now, even primary school students are dating.


    Forget it, I don''t want to talk to you, there is a generation gap."


    Tiffany stood up and said, "Yasmine, let''s go together. Otherwise, no one can save you if I leave


    first."


    Yasmine smiled gently and said, "It''s all right. You can leave first. Anyway, it''s out of the way."


    "Then I''ll leave now."


    "Okay," Yasmine said.


    As soon as Tiffany left, her mother-inw sighed heavily and said, "You should leave, too. Don''t be


    late for work."


    Yasmine really did not want to disappoint an elderly, but there were some things that were beyond


    her capability. "Mom, I understand your feelings, but the matter of giving birth to a child can''t be


    hurried. I think that the most important thing now is to get him out of trauma as soon as possible."


    On her way to school, Yasmine repeatedly thought about a problem. Last night, she had warned


    herself not to let Sebastian fall in love with her, but what was she doing this morning? Why did she


    tell him that she had ustrophobia? And why did she promise Madam Simons from the bottom of


    her heart that she would never leave?


    When she said those words and made those decisions, did she still remember the initial intention of


    her marriage?


    The day passed quickly. After school, in the afternoon, Yasmine and Lily Adams walked out of the


    school side by side. Yasmine''s head was lowered when Lily suddenly eximed, "Wow, that''s good


    progress."


    "What?"


    Yasmin asked in confusion.


    "Look over there," Lily instructed.


    Following Lily''s line of sight, Yasmine''s eyes widened and asked in disbelief, "Is that Sebastian?"


    "Yeah, don''t you recognize your husband anymore?" Lily teased.


    It was not that she did not recognize him. She just found it unbelievable that Sebastian would


    appear at her school.


    Sebastian was wearing a pair of sunsses and leaned against the car with his arms crossed over


    his chest. His handsome appearance attracted the attention of many female students.


    When he saw them walking over, he reached out to open the car door. Yasmine nced at him a


    few times and got in without asking questions.


    "Would you like to join us?"


    Sebastian asked Lily, but she hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no. My house is nearby."


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    She winked at Yasmine purposefully, then left.


    After the car engine was started, Yasmine could not stand the heavy atmosphere. She feigned


    nonchnce and asked, "Did you happen to pass by?"


    "Yes."


    He responded softly. Even if he came here on purpose, as an arrogant person, he would not be


    willing to admit that.


    So much for her trying to break the silence, his nd response made the atmosphere awkward


    again.


    After a long while, Yasmine spoke again, reminding him, "Are we going in the right direction? It


    doesn''t look like it''s the way home."


    "Who said that we''re going home?"


    "Where are we going, then?" she asked nervously.


    Sebastian nced at her indifferently and said grumpily, "What are you afraid of? I won''t sell you


    away."


    The mid-summer wind wafted on people''s faces like gliding silk, soft and warm.


    Yasmine did not expect that Sebastian would take her to a crowded and happening open-air


    barbecue food court. After getting out of the car, she blinked her eyes in a daze and asked, "What


    are we here for?"


    "Nonsense. To eat, of course."


    Sebastian took the lead and walked ahead while Yasmine followed closely behind him. They picked


    a clean table and sat down casually.


    "What would you like to eat?"


    The boss, who was wearing a greasy apron, walked over with a smile and handed them a shabby


    menu.


    "You order."


    Sebastian pushed the menu to her. It was not easy to keep a gentleman''s demeanor in such a


    ce.


    Yasmine did not refuse. She simply ordered four dishes, two meat, and two vegetables, and closed


    the menu. "Thank you, that''s all."


    "Okay, wait a moment."


    As soon as the boss left, she suddenly burst intoughter. Sebastian frowned and asked, "What are


    youughing at?"


    "I didn''t expect that you''lle to such a ce for dinner," she exined.


    "Is it strange? Not everything in this world is within your expectation," he said.


    She shrugged and said, "I just find it unbelievable."


    "I figure you think I''m being stingy. Don''t you feel uneasy that your rich husband brought you to such


    a cheap ce to eat?"


    "No, I don''t think so."


    Yasmine shook her head and said with a smile, "The fact that our first date at an open-air food court


    and not any five-star hotel or famous restaurant makes it absolutely unforgettable."


    "Correction. This is not a date. We''re not there yet," he refuted.


    "Then what''s this? Why are we sitting here now?" she challenged.


    "It''s only a meal. Don''t tell me that not having an intimate rtionship means that we can''t eat


    together. If so, I''ll ask you what your rtionship with Scott Jules is," he replied.


    "Scott and I are friends. So you''re treating me as your friend?"


    Yasmine asked in a sly tone. This man hated women so much that it is also extremely difficult to be


    his friend.


    "I once swore that I would never be friends with women for the rest of my life. Today, I''ll make an


    exception for you."


    Sebastian reached out his hand and said, "Congrattions! From now on, you''re my one and only


    female friend."


    "It''s so ttering to be the only one. I think I should buy a lottery today. Maybe I will win the grand


    prize."


    Yasmine could not help but smile. In fact, she knew that Sebastian befriended her only because he


    was grateful that she did not choose to leave him when he was in a mess; he could still keep his


    pride.


    "To celebrate our friendship, we must have a good drink tonight."


    She shouted to the busy boss, "Ten bottles of beer, please."


    "Isn''t that too much?" Sebastian stared at her and asked. He really did not know how good of a


    drinker this woman was.


    "Not at all. A man is not a man if he can''t drink ten bottles of beer," she sneered.


    Ha. He curled his lips and asked, "This is the first time you''vee to such a ce, isn''t it?"


    "What do you think?"


    Sebastian looked her up and down. In fact, he rarely looked at her carefully since they got married.


    "It should be your first time. Although your family is not a tycoon, it''s still considered wealthy. It''s


    worse off than some, better off than many," he analyzed.


    "If you think that such a family''s daughter won''te to such a ce, then you''re wrong. I''vee


    here more often than any poor family''s daughter."


    Yasmine''s eyes blurred. In her blurred vision, she saw her seven- year- old self, sweating profusely,


    washing endless greasy bowls and tes with her mother.


    "No way."


    Sebastian was in utter disbelief. He was not convinced that Yasmine woulde to this ce often


    for dinner. After all, she was the daughter of a rich family.


    Yasmine came to her senses and realized that she had lost herposure. She quickly pulled


    herself together and said casually, "There''s nothing strange. A rich man like you cane here.


    Doesn''t it make more sense for the daughter of a merchant toe?"


    "Don''tpare with me. I''m a man and you''re a woman. It''s reasonable for me toe here, but


    not for you," he debated.


    The abnormal was only normal for her since Yasmine''s life was unusual from the beginning.


    "Alright, let''s not talk about this anymore. Hurry up and eat. The dishes are turning cold."


    Yasmine poured herself a full ss of beer. "Cheers," she said, raising her ss.


    She raised her head and gulped down the beer. Without pause, she poured another ss of beer


    and gulped it down again. Sebastian was shocked by her actions and asked in a low voice, "Henry


    Taylor often brings his daughter out to social asions, doesn''t he?"


    "No. What''s wrong?" she queried.


    "How did you manage to get such a high alcohol tolerance?" he asked curiously.


    "It''s only two sses of beer. Why talk about tolerance? Haven''t you seen a woman who can


    drink?" she sneered.


    Sebastian snorted and said, "Yes, I haven''t seen one before."


    As time went by, she did not eat much but drank a lot. Most of the time, Yasmine drank alone, and


    she became a little drunk gradually.


    "It''ste. Let''s go home."


    Sebastian raised his right wrist and pointed at the Rolex watch on his wrist.


    "Is itte already?" Yasmine looked around andmented, "There is still quite a lot of people." "No


    matter howte it is, there will always be people at the night stalls. Are you only willing to leave after


    everyone is gone?"


    "Let''s have a few more drinks. I''m so happy today as I haven''t been here for a long time. Thank you,


    Sebastian, for bringing me here and arousing some of my unforgettable memories."


    Obviously, Yasmine was drunk- talking, but she showed a hint of sadness.


    "What an unforgettable memory? Could it be that... you have also been abandoned by a man?"


    Sebastian asked.


    "Hmph, do you think that everyone is as unlucky as you?"


    Sebastian''s eyes dimmed, and Yasmine suddenly sobered up a little. "I''m sorry, I''m sorry, I didn''t


    mean it. Just pretend that I didn''t say anything, and you didn''t hear anything."


    "It doesn''t matter. I''m not as fragile as you think, and —" He red at her. "I won''t argue with a


    drunkard."


    "Who''s the drunkard? You''re the drunkard."


    Yasmine opened thest bottle of beer and narrowed her eyes while pouring beer into the ss.


    She was swaying and identally spilled half of the bottle on the table.


    "That''s enough. Stop drinking. It''s time to go."


    Sebastian stopped her but she pushed him with her hands carelessly and said, "Don''t rush me.


    These are all bought with money. We''ll leave after finishing everything."


    "Are you leaving or not?" He had lost all his patience. Finally, he threatened, "I''ll count to three. If


    you don''t leave, don''t me me for being ruthless. You know it. I will leave you here alone."


    "No, we''re friends now. You won''t."


    She was challenging his bottom line, wasn''t she? Sure. Sebastian stood up and left without


    hesitation.


    He walked out of the noisy ce towards his car, parked on a wide road. He fished out his car key


    from his pocket. But just when he was about to open the car door, he hesitated. Would he really


    leave the drunk woman in there?


    After a short period of hesitation and struggle, he finally had mercy on her. Turning back around, he


    walked back towards the food court...