Chapter 167


    "There may be many men who are better than you, but it has nothing to do with me. I like you, and


    no one will ever rece you!"


    The two of them was arguing back and forth until one o''clock in the afternoon. Fynn Jaymond


    looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Let''s go. I''ll take you to buy a ticket."


    He pulled her up and dragged her to the airport. Tiffany Simons struggled hard, "Let me go. I said I


    won''t go back."


    "Stop it!"


    Fynn roared angrily, "Are you trying to annoy me even more?"


    He pulled Tiffany forcefully into the airport. When he was buying the ticket for her, Tiffany slipped


    away and hid in a quiet and hidden ce.


    Was he going to make her go back? No way. He didn''t know how much effort she had put in to find


    him.


    Fynn realized that Tiffany was nowhere to be found after he bought the ticket. He looked around


    worriedly. Tiffany was secretly happy as she saw him looking for her frantically.


    When she was happily thinking to herself, she unexpectedly found that Fynn had disappeared from


    her sight. Fynn had gone to look for the surveince video. His intuition told him that Tiffany must


    still be at the airport.


    When she was looking around, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. She turned around in


    horror. When she saw it was Fynn who patted her, she felt a chill in her heart.


    "Do you still want to y hide-and-seek with me?"


    Fynn red at her, "Follow me." It was a fierce order from him.


    Tiffany shook his hand off and burst into tears. "Do you have to do this to me? Do you know how I


    feel when I came to find you?"


    "I knew you sneaked out. Your brother called me." Fynn said.


    "Did he ask you to force me to go back, or were you the one who didn''t want to see me?" she


    asked.


    "I''m not here to have fun. I''m in a very bad mood now. I want to be alone. Please don''t disturb me,


    okay?"


    "I won''t disturb you. I will stay quietly by your side. As long as we could eat and chat together, I will


    be satisfied."


    Fynn rubbed his forehead impatiently and said, "Am I not clear enough? I want to be alone. Even if


    you stay with me without saying a word, I will still feel ufortable, do you understand?"


    Tiffany didn''t say anything. Tears quickly filled her eyes. After a long silence, the boarding notice of


    her flight came from the hall. She said nothing as she grabbed the ne ticket from Fynn and left


    without looking back.


    Fynn stared at her disappearing back. Fie wanted to say something but he eventually swallowed his


    words back. After a while, he received a text message, "No matter how much you dislike me, you


    don''t have to show it to me. I will be happy as long as you would find the time to eat with me


    asionally, just like how you did in the past. I could then just tell myself that that man likes me, but


    he just didn''t show it."


    Tiffany came with excitement but returned with disappointment. She didn''t say a word when she got


    home. She just went upstairs expressionless.


    When Yasmine Taylor came back from thepany in the evening, she heard from the servants


    that Tiffany was back, so she hurried to Tiffany''s room. She was worried when she saw Tiffany


    covering herself with the quilt and sleeping on the bed. "What''s wrong? Why are you back so


    soon?"


    She already had a bad feeling in her heart.


    "Yasmine, this is thest time. I won''t throw my dignity away anymore just to go after someone who


    doesn''t like me."


    Tiffany''s voice sounded hoarse, and it was probably because she had cried so much. Fynn''s


    coldness was thest straw.


    Yasmine didn''t know what to say. She could understand the helplessness of unreciprocated love, so


    she could onlyfort her sister-inw. "Well, at least you tried. It''s not your fault that Fynn doesn''t


    like you. It''s his loss and he has no taste. Fie will regret it one day."


    Waa.....


    Tiffany threw herself into Yasmine''s arms and burst into tears. She was crying so hard that she


    couldn''t catch her breath. The fact that she was rejected again and again by Fynn had destroyed


    her fragile heart.


    Yasmine stroked her hair dotingly and let her release the pain in her heart. Gradually, Tiffany


    stopped crying. Yasmine could not even hear the sound of sobbing.


    She felt that something was wrong. When she lowered her eyes, she was shocked to see that


    Tiffany had fainted.


    "Tiffany, Tiffany!" She shouted in panic, but Tiffany had already passed out.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    In the hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant, Yasmine and the rest of the family waited outside


    the emergency room anxiously. Sebastian Simons stood in front of the window with a heavy


    expression. Yasmine struggled for a long time before she finally walked over and said guiltily, "I''m


    sorry..."


    Sebastian nced at her and asked, "Why are you saying sorry?"


    "I shouldn''t have encouraged Tiffany to go after Fynn. If she didn''t go to him, Tiffany wouldn''t


    have..." Yasmine said.


    "Forget about it, this was going to happen sooner orter anymore. It''s just a coincidence that she


    happened to have gone after Fynn."


    "Will she be alright?" she asked.


    "We won''t know until the doctores out."


    Sebastian''s expression was solemn, and Yasmine could not help but feel even more guilty. She


    silently prayed for her sister-inw to be out from danger as soon as possible or she would


    definitely me herself for the rest of her life.


    The lights in the emergency room was switched off and the doctor came out. Everyone gathered


    around the doctor anxiously. "How''s it going? How''s my daughter?"


    "We have to perform the operation as soon as possible. There are already symptoms of bleeding in


    the brain," answered the doctor.


    "When is surgery?"


    "Three dayster." the doctor said.


    Old Madam Simons agreed immediately, "Okay, let''s do it three dayster."


    It was a surgery that was going to be carried out sooner orter. After it was done, there was no


    need to worry about it anymore.


    Tiffany knew that she was ill, but she didn''t show too many emotions. For her, it didn''t matter


    whether she was alive or dead since she couldn''t get Fynn''s heart.


    On the night before the operation, Fynn came to her ward. He didn''t wake her up. He just looked at


    her intently.


    All of a sudden, Tiffany woke up, as if she had a telepathic connection with him. When she saw the


    person sitting next to her, she suspected that it was a dream. She asked nkly, "Why are you


    here?"


    "I heard that you are ill, so I came back to have a look at you," he said. "I''m fine. You can go now."


    Tiffany turned her head away and didn''t want to talk to him anymore.


    "Tiffany, let''s date."


    His words made Tiffany stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong. "What did you


    say?"


    "Let''s date, based on love, for the goal of marriage," he answered.


    Her heart was beating fast, but she didn''t dare to be happy. Instead, she supported herself and sat


    up on the bed, "Why did you suddenly change your mind? Is it because you felt pity for me?"


    "No, I just want to try and date you. Maybe you really are the one for me."


    Fynn''s eyes were focused and serious. Tiffany could no longer hold back her excitement. She


    happily threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.


    Even if it was a dream, she was still willing to indulge herself in it...


    Perhaps it was because of the power of love, Tiffany''s operation was very sessful. The whole


    family was relieved, and Fynn apanied Tiffany every day. Yasmine continued to share the


    burden with Sebastian in thepany.


    On this day, an uninvited guest came to thepany. As soon as the person entered the


    secretary''s room, both Yasmine and Abigail Tanner were stunned. Both of them shot deadly res


    at each other.


    "What are you doing here?" Yasmine asked. "I should be the one asking you this question. What


    are you doing here?"


    Yasmine smiled. "This is my husband''spany. Why can''t I be here?"


    "Humph." Abigail snorted sarcastically. "Has Sebastian''spany dropped to the point where he


    needed you to help him out?"


    "It''s none of your business. What could you do?" Yasmine snapped back.


    Abigail''s face fell and she went straight to the president''s office. Just as she was about to knock on


    the door, she turned around and said bitterly, "That''s right. You can''t have a baby anyway, so you


    could only find something else to do. Otherwise, you would really be worthless."


    Yasmine threw a folder at her. However, the folder merely smashed into the door as Abigail had


    already entered the office.


    Half an hourter, Abigail came out. When she walked past Yasmine, she nced at her with great


    disdain and left with her head held high.


    As soon as she left, Sebastian walked to her table and looked at her with his head tilted. "What''s


    wrong? Are you angry?"


    Yasmine replied grumpily. "What is she doing here?"


    "What else could it be? We were talking about the evidence." Sebastian said.


    "Is the matter settled?"


    "She asked me out for a talk tomorrow night." Yasmine frowned, "Did you agree to it?" "Well, we


    have to solve it sooner orter anyway. It''s better to solve it as soon as possible," he exined.


    "Have you decided on where you are going to have the talk?" she asked.


    "I''m going to decide the ce," he replied.


    "Then where are you going to meet her?"


    "The club where I often go."


    When she heard that they were going to the club where he had frequented, she felt a little relieved.


    Nevertheless, she still reminded him thoughtfully, "Be careful. She is no longer the Abigail Tanner


    you knew."


    Sebastian nodded, "Don''t worry, I know what I''m doing."