Chapter 159


    It was already one o''clock in the morning but Sebastian Simons had not returned home yet.


    Yasmine Taylor stood at the door of the living room, patiently waiting for him with her arms crossed.


    As time went by, her parents- in-w took turns to persuade her to go back to her room and rest, but


    she insisted on waiting for Sebastian toe back.


    At 2 o''clock, he finally came home. When she saw the familiar car light shining straight at her, her


    worried heart finally rxed and she hurried out to meet him. Unexpectedly, Sebastian treated her


    like a stranger and walked past her without a second look.


    Yasmine stood there in a daze with unspeakable sadness in her heart, but she consoled herself, "It


    doesn''t matter. As long as hees back, it doesn''t matter if he treats me as a stranger or not."


    In retrospect, she was actually more worried that he would nevere back again.


    For the next few days, Sebastian ignored Yasmine. He spent the whole day at thepany, and


    when he returned home at night, he would lock himself in the study. He would not enter the


    bedroom until Yasmine had fallen asleep. Yasmine knew that he was purposely avoiding her. In


    order to keep him from workingte every night, she would pretend to sleep early even when she


    wasn''t really asleep.


    The moment she had been dreading finally arrived. One evening, Old Master Simons handed her a


    stack of photographs and said with sympathy, "Yasmine, these are all professional surrogate


    mothers. Pick one you like, and I''ll set a time for you to meet her."


    Yasmine took the pictures with trembling hands and looked at it nkly. When she realized that one


    of these women was going to sleep with her husband soon, her heart almost started to bleed.


    "Have you already made your choice? Who do you prefer?"


    Titus Simons asked in a low voice. He knew that it hurt his daughter- in-w to look through these


    pictures, but for the sake of the situation, only Yasmine could pick someone who would suit his son


    best.


    "This one."


    Yasmine was not in the mood to pick from the photos at all. She randomly took one out and handed


    it to the Old Master. Then, she went upstairs, dejected.


    After walking around the room a few times that evening, she went downstairs to cook some tomato


    soup and brought it into the office. They haven''t spoken for a few days. She looked at Sebastian


    leisurely and said, "The weather is getting warm. You should drink some tomato soup to cool down."


    Sebastian ignored her, but she persisted and stood by his desk.


    "Just leave it there."


    Sebastian was indifferent. He didn''t even raise his head, indicating to her that she should leave.


    "Are you going to keep ignoring me like this?" Yasmine finally couldn''t take it anymore.


    Sebastian''s long eyshes shook slightly. He looked up at her and said, "I heard that you have


    chosen the woman you would like me to sleep with."


    Yasmine''s heart ached and she didn''t deny it. "Yes, I did."


    "I see. In that case, I''m relieved. No matter what kind of woman you have chosen, she should be my


    cup of tea."


    Yasmine''s nails dug into her flesh. This had be her habit. Every time she felt sad, she would


    abuse herself like that. She couldn''t feel the pain anyway.


    "Get out. I still have something to attend to."


    Yasmine turned around dejectedly and walked out of his office with heavy steps. The moment she


    closed the door, two streams of tears slipped down, but she quickly wiped them away with her


    hands.


    There was no soft spot in this harsh reality. Life was never fair, and it would not beplete without


    sadness.


    In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. After that day, Old Master Simons did not mention


    the surrogacy again. Yasmine couldn''t help but ask her mother- in-w euphemistically, "Mom, is


    everything settled?"


    Madam Simons looked at Yasmine with a distressed look and shook her head with twinkling eyes.


    "Not yet."


    Yasmine''s heart inexplicably rxed and she no longer dwelled on this topic. Although she knew


    that it was inevitable, she felt better if it was dyed.


    However, she didn''t know that Old Master Simons had already arranged everything. Madam Simons


    hid it from her so that she won''t be sad.


    Nevertheless, she learned the truth from her sister-inw.


    She had been waiting in the room that night for a long while but Sebastian had not returned. Just as


    she was getting anxious, she heard footsteps outside the door. She ran to open the door happily,


    but when she saw her sister-inw standing outside the door, there was disappointment in her eyes.


    "Yasmine, do you want me to spend tonight with you?"


    Tiffany Simons looked at her sympathetically. Yasmine couldn''t help but ask in confusion, "What do


    you mean?"


    "Sebastian will not being back tonight, so you must be sad..."


    "Where is he going tonight?"


    Tiffany realized that she might have said something that she shouldn''t have. She asked in a panic,


    "Didn''t anyone tell you?"


    When Yasmine saw the panic in Tiffany''s eyes, she had a bad feeling. "No, tell me. What''s going


    on?"


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    Tiffany didn''t dare to say anything.


    "Tiffany, please tell me. Please!"


    Yasmine shook Tiffany''s shoulders hard, tears rolling from her eyes.


    "I overheard Dad''s conversation. Sebastian will meet the surrogate mother tonight at the Royal


    Hotel."


    As soon as Tiffany finished her sentence, Yasmine ran out immediately. She ran all the way to the


    hotel that Tiffany mentioned. Along a row of luxury cars, she saw Sebastian''s car at one nce.


    Suddenly, her heart tightened and she copsed to the ground.


    Before her was a magnificent hotel lobby. Even though her body seemed to have been emptied, she


    managed to stand up and she walked towards the hall. Standing at the swirling door, she saw a


    familiar figure. It was her beloved husband, Sebastian. Beside her husband stood a young and


    beautiful woman. She recognised the woman. She was the surrogate mother whom Yasmine herself


    had selected.


    Sebastian seemed to be registering for a room. Yasmine looked at him nkly. She forgot to leave


    the revolving door and she kept walking around it. It was not until Sebastian disappeared with the


    woman that she stretched out her hand in panic. Just as she was about to call out to him, she


    retracted her hand.


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    Now that things were already at this stage, what was the point of calling his name? Wasn''t this what


    she had been hoping for?


    She shouldn''t forget that it was she who pushed Sebastian towards the other woman.


    The security personnel of the hotel came over and asked her, "Miss, are youing inside or are


    you going out?"


    She bit her lip and took ast look at the direction where Sebastian had disappeared. Then, she


    stepped out of the revolving door and stood outside the entrance of the hotel. She looked at the


    stars in the sky and her heart feltpletely hollowed out.


    She copsed on the steps in front of the hotel and her body shook violently. Her heart was aching


    and her body was trembling terribly. She held herself tightly and dug her nails into her flesh. But this


    time, she could feel the pain. It hurt so, so much. However, what hurt her was not the arm which her


    nails had pinched on, but rather her heart that had shattered into a million pieces.


    "Yasmine, you must hold on. It won''t take long. Don''t cry and don''t think too much..."


    She held her delicate body and tried tofort herself. "Just think of it as him cheating on you this


    one time. Be generous, be strong, and don''t cry..."


    The more she begged herself not to cry, the more tears flowed out. Her lips were about to bleed


    from the biting and yet she couldn''t stop her tears.


    She hugged herself tightly. It seemed like the only way she could get a sense of security. She


    ced her forehead against her arm, and her shoulders trembled constantly from the sobbing.


    "Do I know you?"


    She did not know how long she had been crying. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice. She looked


    up nkly and saw a person sitting next to her. She could not believe her eyes. "Why are you sitting


    here?"


    Sebastian asked without expression.


    Only then did shee to her senses and she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, not wanting


    him to see her in a mess. She said, "I happened to pass by. Is... is it over?"


    "Yes."


    Sebastian nodded his head slightly. Yasmine''s heart began to bleed again. She finally seeded in


    pushing her man to sleep with another woman.


    "I still have something I need to attend to. I''ll leave first."


    She stood up nkly because she did not want to cry in front of Sebastian. She walked down the


    steps in a panic. As a result, she absent-mindedly missed a step. Just as she thought that she


    would fall to the ground, a pair of strong arms caught her.


    "Do you really not care? Does it really not matter to you when I disappear from your sight with


    another woman? When you hear that I have slept with the woman you have chosen, did it really


    mean nothing to you?"


    When faced with Sebastian''s questions, Yasmine could only turn her back to him and cry silently.


    How could it mean nothing to her? It was simply that no one cared if it mattered to her or not.


    "See you at home."


    Yasmine turned around slowly and removed Sebastian''s hand from her arm.


    "Nothing happened. Nothing happened between me and that woman."


    Sebastian''s murmurs stunned Yasmine. She stopped and turned around to look at him in shock.


    She wanted to say something, but she felt like something had blocked her throat and she couldn''t


    say anything.


    "When I saw you crying at the revolving door from the very beginning, I was angry and I wanted to


    make you sad. However, I still could not find it in me to sleep with a woman other than you.


    Yasmine, listen carefully. I can''t even touch another woman. Even if you threaten me with divorce, I


    will never agree to such a ridiculous proposal!"


    Yasmine was deeply shocked. She stretched out her arms and threw herself into Sebastian''s arms,


    crying hysterically. "Sebastian, thank you for being loyal to me. The truth is that I''m very sad. Really,


    really sad. I thought I could endure it, but when I saw you disappear with another woman, I realized


    that I''m not as strong as I thought I was. I couldn''t take it at all."


    "You are a fool. No woman will be able to ept that. There is no woman dumber than you are in


    this world. Who would send her husband into another woman''s bed?"


    "I didn''t want to. That choice was worse than death itself. But you knew how helpless I was. I really


    had no choice."


    Sebastian kissed her forehead, distressed, and said, "I understand, so no matter how much I hate


    you, I won''t betray you."


    "I''m sorry, Sebastian. I''m sorry..." Yasmine cried as she apologized. She was not a weak person in


    the first ce, but life had forced her into such a desperate state and it had consumed all the


    tenacity and perseverance she had in her.


    "Let''s face all our future problems together."


    Sebastian said solemnly. Yasmine nodded. One would never treasure what one had until it was


    gone. It was only after experiencing the heart-wrenching pain that she understood that forbearance


    was not the most important thing in love. This was simr in a marriage too.


    "Don''t ever walk past me like a stranger again."


    Yasmine leaned against Sebastian''s chest. She spoke with a painful tone.


    Sebastian nodded, held her shoulders, and looked straight into her eyes. He said solemnly, "I will


    never walk past you like a stranger again, and I won''t spend half a month ignoring you again.


    However, from now on, you must learn to refuse all unreasonable demands. No matter who asks for


    it, you don''t have to ept it, and don''t feel sorry for anyone. There is no one to feel sorry for.


    When other people don''t care about your feelings, you don''t need to care about their feelings too.""


    "Okay!"


    Sebastian''s words rekindled hope and confidence in Yasmine. After another hug, they walked hand


    in hand along the street brightened by the warm yellow streetmps, and they distanced


    themselves from the sad ce, step by step.


    No matter what difficulties they would face in the future, this moment of connection would help them


    face the future together.