Chapter 40


    In the middle of the night, Sebastian Simons tossed and turned and could not fall asleep. As soon


    as he closed his eyes, Yasmine Taylor''s sly smile appeared in his mind. He sat up in annoyance,


    turned on the bedsidemp, and inadvertently saw the woman''s photo on his bedside table. He was


    infuriated instantly and reached out his hand to face the photo down.


    He had seen pestering ones, but not haunting ones.


    Early the next morning, while Linda Taylor was still asleep, she was awakened by the heavy


    knocking on the door. She rubbed her head and went to open the door, grumbling. Outside the door,


    Yasmine pointed to the watch on her wrist and said, "Didn''t I remind youst night that you have to


    be downstairs for breakfast at 7:30 o''clock sharp? Did you forget?"


    Upon seeing her, Linda was more irritated. She said coldly, "I don''t want to eat." As soon as she


    said that, she wanted to close the door.


    "It''s only the first day since you''re here. Do you want the whole family to know that you have the


    habit of sleeping in?" Yasmine asked.


    This move was effective as expected. Linda frowned and said, "I got it. Stop nagging."


    She mmed the door shut. Yasmine did not mind her bad attitude and went straight downstairs.


    From a distance, she saw Tiffany talking to Madam Simons excitedly, but she immediately fell silent


    when she saw Yasmine approaching.


    "Yasmine, you''re so diligent. Why is your sister sozy? She''s so thick-faced, making all of us wait


    for her," Tiffanyined.


    "Tiffany, don''t be rude."


    Titus Simons red at his daughter and turned to ask his daughter-inw, "Where is that man? Why


    hasn''t hee down yet?"


    The man Titus Simons mentioned certainly referred to his son, Sebastian. Yasmine answered


    respectfully, "Dad, Sebastian said that he has an early meeting, so he left earlier."


    Actually, she made up the excuse for Sebastian. When she got up early in the morning, she found


    that he was no longer in the room, and the car outside was gone. She was sure that he had left, but


    she did not know the reason.


    Yasmine figured that it was most probably because what she didst night disgusted him, and he


    left early to avoid seeing her.


    On Wednesdays, Yasmine had four sses. This Wednesday was definitely the most difficult day in


    her teaching career. Her arms were sore and painful from Sebastian''s torture, and she had to try her


    best not to scream whenever she raised them slightly. Fortunately, she had her back to her


    students, so they could not see her clenching her teeth. However, the words on the ckboard did


    not look like her usual handwriting.


    The more she felt pain in her arms, the more she hated Sebastian. She had scolded him countless


    times in her heart throughout the day.


    When she got off work and got home in the afternoon, just as she was going into the house, she


    bumped into himing out.


    "Where are you two going?"


    Yasmine asked the two people in front of her in surprise. She did not expect that Sebastian would


    walk side by side with Linda.


    "I''m going to see a friend and he''s giving me a ride," Linda exined.


    "Oh, be careful then," Yasmine said.


    Linda nodded nkly and was wondering why Yasmine was so kind all of a sudden.


    "We''ll make a move, then. Bye,"


    Linda said, her face filled with pride. When she turned back, she deliberately winked at Yasmine,


    provoking her.


    "Wait."


    Yasmine suddenly stopped them and walked over with a smile. She tiptoed, kissed Sebastian on his


    cheek, and said to him, "Dear,e back early. I have a surprise for you..."


    A ck line crossed over Linda''s head and dyed her whole face ck. This was exactly the effect


    Yasmine wanted.


    Trying to show off in front of her? She''s not up to par.


    It was dinner time, and the two of them had note back yet. Yasmine''s sister-inw could not


    help butin, "Sister-inw, why is my brother so biased? He treats your sister better than he


    treats me. There was once when I asked him to drive me somewhere but he didn''t agree even after


    I begged him all day."


    "He was going out to do something and it was on the way, so he gave her a ride."


    Yasmine helped Sebastian out of the predicament calmly. She seemed indifferent, but actually, she


    was not. She definitely felt a little ufortable.


    Halfway through dinner, Sebastian came back, alone. When Madam Simons saw her son, she


    asked faintly, "Have you eaten yet?"


    "Yes,"


    He also responded lightly. After ncing at the dining table, he turned around and went upstairs.


    After a while, Yasmine''s cell phone rang in her pocket. It was a text message notification. She


    fished it out and looked at it. "Have you finished eating? Come here if you have finished."


    The sender was Sebastian. It was the first time Yasmine received a text message from him. She did


    not expect that such a fastidious person would also have a patient side. It was really eye-popping.


    "Mom and dad, I''ve finished eating. Please enjoy your meal. I''m going upstairs."


    Yasmine was always polite. In this family, she was the only one who paid attention to etiquette. That


    was why her parents-inw were so fond of her.


    When she got upstairs, the door was ajar. She walked in and asked the man standing in front of the


    window, "What''s the matter?" Sebastian turned around and reached out his hand in banter.


    "Where''s the surprise?"


    Yasmine was stunned at first, then she sneered and said, "I said I have a surprise you if youe


    back early, but it''s not early now, isn''t it?"


    "Is it veryte now?"


    He asked in reply and deliberately lifted his watch to face her. "Look carefully. You have one


    yourself." Then, he also raised her hand.


    "Ouch..." Yasmine cried out in pain. It was a pity that her originally agile arms were now apparently


    disabled.


    "Stop pretending."


    Sebastian flung her arm to the side roughly. Yasmine screamed again and waspletely irritated.


    "You''re schizophrenic, aren''t you? You treated me so well two days ago but tortured me to death


    these two days? I''m telling you, I can''t stand it anymore. I want to..."


    Actually, she was going to say that she wanted a divorce, but rationally, she forced herself to


    swallow the rest of her sentence.


    "What do you want to do?" he prompted.


    "Go to bed,"


    Yasmine answered unnaturally and then went into her secret room. After taking out her pajamas,


    she did not dare enjoy his jacuzzi, so she went straight to her sister-inw''s room, holding her


    clothes in her arms.


    "Yasmine, what are you doing?" Tiffany asked. "Can I use your bathroom for a while?" Yasmine


    queried.


    "Isn''t there one in my brother''s room?"


    "He''s using it," Yasmine lied.


    "Why don''t you wait for him to finish?"


    "He takes too long in the bath. I can''t wait," Yasmine said.


    Tiffany nodded stiffly and pointed her finger to the right, saying, "Oh, okay, go in then."


    Yasmine did not use the bathtub but directly stood under the shower. Standing under the shower,


    she was a little upset. She should have asked Sebastian why he suddenly got so close to Linda.


    After taking a shower, she went back to Sebastian''s room without any hesitation. She wanted to find


    out the answer to her doubt but there was no one in the room. She muttered under her breath,


    "Where did he go?"


    She thought that he might be downstairs, so she turned and went downstairs. However, he was


    nowhere to be found. His car was still parked in the yard, so Yasmine figured he would not be too


    far away, and decided to go upstairs and wait for him.


    At the foot of the stairs, she noticed that the light in the room next door was switched on. Was Linda


    back?


    In fact, Linda hade back shortly after she entered her sister-inw''s room.


    Who did Linda think she was? She was not the daughter of a stripper, but she was more than a


    stripper. As soon as she had set her eyes on a man, she would do whatever it took to keep him for


    herself.


    Of course, a beauty without a brain was expected to have more failures than sesses.


    Take now for an example, the first thing she did when she returned to the Simons home was to look


    for her brother-inw, Sebastian. When she found out that her sister was not around, she felt that


    this was her opportunity, so she immediately ran back to her own room and changed into her sexy


    pajamas. She deliberately jumped off the bed, then dialed Sebastian''s number and pitifully said,


    "Brother- iw, pleasee quickly. I identally fell down and I think I might have sprained my


    ankle. Come quickly, I can''t walk..."


    Sebastian hung up the phone and went to the next room, only to find Linda sitting on the ground,


    hugging her knees in pain. He asked calmly, "Are you okay?"


    "Sebastian, what are you talking about? Do I look like I''m okay? Hurry up and carry me. The floor is


    so cold..."


    Sebastian stretched out a hand, but she shook her head and said, "No, I can''t stand up on my own.


    I wouldn''t have asked you toe if I could stand on my own."


    She covered her ankle tightly and pretended to be in excruciating pain.


    "Did you really fall down?"


    Sensing Sebastian''s doubts, Linda tried hard to force tears out of eyes and said, "Don''t you believe


    me? If you don''t believe me, you cane to feel it. I suspect that I''ve broken a bone."


    Sebastian did not want to waste his time on her. As much as he hated women, he could not be


    apathetic in this situation, so he squatted down impatiently, and carried her to the bed. Linda


    snuggled up in front of his chest like a little bird. For a moment, she felt that she was going to die


    from happiness.


    When Yasmine came to the guest room, she happened to see this flirtatious scene. Her eyes


    widened in disbelief, but she said nothing, turned around, and left.


    Sebastian was quite embarrassed. Heid Linda on the bed and strode out immediately. Linda did


    not expect him to leave her like that. In a moment of desperation, she stood up and held him back.


    "Sebastian, you haven''t helped me apply for medicine yet."


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    His eyes moved to her feet and his face suddenly turned cold. Linda instantly came to realization


    and moved her ankle awkwardly. "Well, it seems that I''m all right now. You''re a healer. I''m fine just


    after you looked at it..."


    Sebastian was speechless. He snorted angrily and turned around to leave.


    In the room, Yasmine was sitting on the sofa, waiting for him with a sulky face.


    "Hey, when will you send your sister back? Do you know that she''s giving everyone a hard time


    here?" he asked.


    "How dare hein?" Yasmine thought. She then said, "Who''s having a hard time? You? I think


    you two get along well with each other. You seem very happy with her, uh?"


    "Is that jealousy I sense?" Sebastian walked up to her, stooped down, and asked her, "Are you


    jealous?"