The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 22

"Can you stop ordering me around?" Yasmine glared at him angrily and said, "I might still have some appetite if your attitude was good. Pity I lost it already, seeing how you are behaving."

Sebastian scoffed, "You should feel honored to have me inviting you to dinner. Don't be ungrateful."

"Thank you for doing that. But I am not taking the honor, so you may leave and not disturb me anymore." She sure knew how to pull the right strings to work him up.

"Oh, are you chasing me away? Don't forget, this is my home!" Sebastian yelled.

"This is also my home. We're husband and wife, and we're equal. You have the right to come in, and I have the right to ask you to leave." Yasmine refuted sharply.

Sebastian had never been looked down upon by a woman in his whole life. His veins throbbed as if it might pop any moment. He grabbed her wrist and choked, "If you weren't a girl, my fist would have already been in your face!"

"Do you think I will give in to you just by saying that? I, Yasmine Taylor, am not afraid of anything."

Sebastian's anger churned in his guts, threatening to spill out. What did he do to himself? Why did he even give this audacious woman a chance at the start? If he knew how it would unfold, he wouldn't have done it. "I'll ask you one last time. Are you coming or not?"

His handsome face was as cold as a pool of ice, the chilling vibe he gave off could instantly freeze someone. Yasmine knew she had said enough and then spoke in a much softer tone, "I know mom must have threatened you, and I don't want to make things hard. Okay, I'll go downstairs with you for dinner, but I have a request in exchange for this."

"What is it this time!?" he smoldered.

"It's our school's anniversary tomorrow and there will be a party in the evening. I want you to go with me," she answered meekly.

Three...two...one..., she counted anxiously in her heart waiting for Sebastian to burst into anger. As expected—

"Are you serious? I have just visited your parents with you today and now you are asking me to go to a party with you tomorrow? You are even busier than a president like me. Do you think that I have nothing better to do but to sit around and wait for your orders?" Sebastian raged.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I didn't expect there would be such a coincidence. People normally go to the annual dinner with their husbands or wives as a couple. You can't make me stick out like a sore thumb, can you...?"

"A couple? Humph, what about the year before this? Who went with you last year?"

"I was still single last year, so it's a completely different story. My colleagues all know that I'm married this year."

Yasmine said helplessly, but Sebastian the tyrant did not budge, "I do not care. Whatever reason you give, I won't go!"

When he was going to leave, Yasmine quickly grabbed his arm and pleaded, "It's just a dinner. Well, if you do not want to stay for the meal, at least, just show up. Could you?"

"Forget it! Don't you dare to bargain with me! I haven't forgiven you for hiding your identity yet. Don't think I will let it go so easily. That matter can't be settled yet."

"Well, then we can leave that for later. You can punish me whenever you please, but can you agree to come? I promise this will be the last time I ask you for help this year. There will never be a third time." Yasmine dropped her tough act, begging him.

"One last time this year? Please, don't make it sound like I'll spend years with you. Can you stop being so full of yourself?" Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Yasmine nodded vigorously and said, "Whatever you say. I promise to tone myself down and mind my tongue in the future. I won't make you angry or annoy you on purpose. Anything that you dislike, I swear not to do."

Seeing how she gave into him, Sebastian thought for a moment and said, "Well, since you're actually sincere, I agree one last time. Remember, this is the last time. If you boss me around again, I will accumulate all your wrong-doings and go after you all at once. You now owe me a favor. You have to pay it back whenever I ask you to, as long as it does not threaten your life, you must do what I say."