Chapter 76


    As soon as Madam Simons finished her sentence, Sebastian went upstairs. He stood by the door


    and asked doubtfully, "What are you all talking about?"


    Yasmine shook her head in embarrassment and panic. "Nothing."


    She clenched the pill in her hand so tightly that it was melted in her sweat.


    "All the best!"


    Madam Simons patted the back of her daughter-inw''s hand and left.


    As soon as his mother left, Sebastian came to Yasmine and said, "Why were the both of you acting


    so weird? Are you nning something behind my back?"


    The more he asked, the more guilty she felt. "What are you talking about? We have better things to


    do."


    Seeing Yasmine''s clothes in his wardrobe, Sebastian smiled grumpily and said, "You''re quite self-


    conscious. You treat this ce as your own room without asking for my permission."


    "What? Do you want to live separately? Okay, I''ll move back then."


    Yasmine pretended to pull down her clothes. He then said, "All right, all right, I didn''t mean it. Since


    you''ve already hung them up, it''s too troublesome to take them down."


    "What''s troublesome? I''m not afraid of trouble, I''m just afraid that you think I''m troublesome."


    Sebastian pushed her to the side of the wardrobe and bit her neck. "You know that I have already


    been poisoned by you, but you still say such a thing. Let''s see how I''ll deal with you..."


    He slipped one hand under her clothes. Yasmine''s face turned red. She was a little nervous and


    emotional. Half-willingly, she was carried by him to the bed. When they were about to proceed


    further, the door was opened with a squeak. Then she heard her sister- in-w''s loud voice,


    "Sebastian, Yasmine, let''s go out to for... food."


    Tiffany did not expect to see such a scandalous scene the moment she entered the room. She


    turned around shyly and ran out with her hands covering her eyes, crying, "God, what did I see?


    What did I see? I didn''t see anything..."


    Yasmine flipped over and sat up. She was even more shy than her sister- in-w. She red at


    Sebastian and tidied her messy clothes.


    "Why didn''t you lock the door?"


    Sebastian exined innocently, "How would I know that someone woulde in?"


    "You didn''t know that someone woulde in, so now, your image has beenpletely ruined."


    "Have I ever had an image?"


    "Yes."


    "What image?"


    "Pervert. You turn into a pervert the moment I touch your bed!" Yasmine made a face at him and ran


    out of the room before he could do anything to her.


    The family came to a five-star hotel happily. Titus Simons and his wife had been grinning from the


    moment they came out of the house. Now, they hadpletely regarded Yasmine as the


    incarnation of an angel, and they loved her even more than before.


    "Yasmin, from now on, you have to eat more and try to give birth to a fat grandchild for our family as


    soon as possible."


    Her mother-inw put a piece of spotted butter-fish into Yasmine''s bowl. Tiffany teased, "Mom, you


    gave Yasmine spotted fish. Do you want her to give you a pimply baby?"


    "If you have nothing nice to say, don''t say anything at all."


    M red at her daughter and said, "How can you talk like that? You have to learn more from


    Yasmine. Think before you speak."


    Tiffany stuck out her tongue and said, "It''s just a joke. You are really old-fashioned."


    M had a headache and said to Yasmine, "Look! Look at this pair of children I gave birth to.


    Neither of them spares me the worry."


    "Oh mom, it''s my brother who makes you worry. Don''tpare me with my brother. I''m obedient,


    nice, sensible, and filial. I''m loved by everyone..."


    "Will you ever grow up?"


    Titus added grumpily.


    Yasmine smiled and said, "Actually, I think Tiffany has a nice personality. I like her very much." "In


    this family, only Yasmine knows me well," Tiffany beamed.


    "What''s good about her? I''m worried about whether she''ll ever get married. She''s so careless and


    nitwitted, no mother-inw will like her."


    Tiffany snorted and said indifferently, "You don''t have to worry about this at all. I won''t have mother-


    inw issues with the man I want to marry."


    Except for Titus and M, both Yasmine and Sebastian were well aware that she was referring to


    Fynn, who grew up in an orphanage.


    "Well, are we here for dinner, or to chit chat?"


    Sebastian raised his eyebrows, and Titus gestured, "Eat, eat. Let''s talk at home after eating."


    Yasmine smiled and picked up the cutlery. She was very pleased to be a member of the family


    as shecked the warmth of a family since she was born. She used to think that she would live


    alone her whole life, and had never thought that she would experience real family affection. Now


    that she had it, she believed the saying that marriage was the second reincarnation of a woman.


    Beep, beep. Her phone showed a text message notification. She lowered her head. When she saw


    that the sender was Richie Lind, her expression immediately stiffened. She trembled and pressed


    the read button. "I''m next door. Come out on your own if you don''t want me to go over."


    She closed her eyes bitterly. Her nightmare came again after only a short moment of happiness.


    She almost forgot that there was still a group of people staring at her and wanted to bring her down.


    "I need to go to the washroom."


    She stood up and scurried out of the room.


    The door of the next room was cracked open. She looked around to make sure there was no one


    before she rushed in...


    In the private room, Richie ordered a table of dishes and was drinking alone.


    "You''re faster than I thought."


    He raised his head and looked at her with piercing eyes, forcing her to take a few steps back. She


    asked with fear, "Why are you here?"


    "Didn''t you n to run away? Why are you back?"


    Richie asked insidiously.


    Yasmine''s heart skipped a beat. She understood that he knew everything. She slowly stepped


    forward and kneeled down all of sudden. "Uncle Richie, I beg you. Please let me go..."


    "Let you go? Who will save my poor son if I let you go?"


    "Do you think that only your son is pitiful? What about me? It''s not easy for me to have a little


    happiness now. Why are you taking it away so cruelly?"


    "I''m not a fool. Will I give up my son''s happiness just for your happiness? Yasmine, you must give


    me a clear decision today. Will youe with me now? Or do I have to go next door to exin


    everything to them?"


    Yasmine''s tears rolled down. "Do you have to do this? Do you really think that your son will be


    happy after you exin everything to them?"


    "At least I won''t be so mad."


    "How are you so selfish? You know that I won''t give you what you want even if you exposed me, but


    you still want to do it?"


    "Yes, I''m such a person. I''ll destroy what I can''t get."


    Richie ignored her pleading and forced her. "I don''t have much time. I''ll give you five minutes to


    think about it."


    He put his watch on the table and began to wait for her to make her choice.


    As time went by, Yasmine''s heart gradually sank into her boots. She suddenly smiled sadly and


    said, "You don''t have to wait anymore. I won''t go with you, because I love Sebastian."


    Richie waspletely annoyed. He stood up abruptly and said, "Then don''t me me for doing


    this."


    Seeing that he was about to step out of the room, Yasmine said loudly, "If you dare take one more


    step, I''ll die here, and you''ll definitely be the suspect."


    Richie slowly turned around and saw the dagger in Yasmine''s hand. He froze. The dagger was his


    personal possession and had always been kept in his bag. But she was holding it at this moment.


    "Who told you to touch my things? Put it down."


    "You forced me to do this. Didn''t you say that you were going to reveal everything? Do it."


    She pressed the dagger into her flesh near her vicle, and blood quickly seeped out. Richie was a


    little panicked. "Put it down first. Let''s talk."


    "Uncle Richie, my life is worthless, but you''re different. You have your parents and a child. You


    haven''t realized your dream of being ultra rich. If you stepped out of this door and destroyed the


    only thing I care about, then I''d have no care in the world anymore. I want you to die with me."


    "Do you think you can threaten me like this? If you died here, it''d have nothing to do with me."


    "Let''s try, then. You booked this room, the dagger in my hand belongs to you, and I die here for no


    reason. Do you think the Simons family will let you go? Will the police let you go?"


    Richie''s face turned blue, then white. He gritted his teeth and said, "You''re so cruel, but for how long


    can you be cruel? If I want to crush you, I can do it anytime. I don''t necessarily have to do it now."


    "I won''t let you live a good life if you ruin mine. I, Yasmine Taylor, am not someone who can be that


    easily dealt with."


    "Aren''t you worried about your uncle''s safety?"


    She sneered and said, "Can you find my uncle now? You want to deal with me and my uncle at the


    same time? I don''t think you have that much time."


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    "He can''t escape if I really want to find him. What''s more, as long as I hand over the evidence to the


    police, I don''t have to find him, he''lle out on his own ord."


    "Then hand it over. I''m going to give up on him now. I can''t even keep my own happiness, how can I


    protect him?" She paused for a moment and said, "But I have to remind you that, you set up that


    trap. If the police were to investigate it, I don''t think you can get away. My uncle won''t be so stupid


    to not say a word while being manipted by you!"


    Her rebuttal made Richie speechless. He snorted angrily, picked up the bag near the table,


    mmed the door and left...


    It was quiet. The dagger in Yasmine''s hand fell to the ground with a bang. She copsed to the side


    of the chair and started to cry.