After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 938

The couple exchanged a glance and changed the subject. Some things were too secretive, and the more people who knew, the more dangerous it became. Not knowing was their best protection. Jasmine felt a slight sense of guilt for hiding things from her loved ones, but she had to abandon that feeling for his and their own protection.

She handed Giancarlo a pair of disposable fork and said, "Eat up! You must have gained at least five pounds during your hospital stay."

"Jasmine, you always like to expose my weaknesses," Giancarlo replied with a smile as he took the fork from her hand and tasted some mushrooms.

As they were eating dinner, they heard knocking on the door outside. Clare put down her fork to answer it and saw Sylvia and Franklin standing there.

Clare's face lit up with joy as he greeted them warmly. "Sylvia, Mr. Maskelyne! You've come!"

"Uncle," Franklin corrected him with a smile. "No need to be so formal; we're all family here." He placed his gift in the corner cabinet while Jasper carried two boxes inside.

"You bring so many skincare products; we can never finish them all," Jasmine chuckled softly as she welcomed them in her elegant manner that made even every wrinkle around her eyes seem gentle. "You're too kind," Sylvia replied before walking over to Giancarlo's side asking about how he was feeling lately while calling up his medical records on phone along with recent prescriptions used by him. After getting accurate answers regarding Giancarlo's health status from him or doctors' reports if needed, Sylvia nodded approvingly before asking if he had gone through any check-ups earlier today? "We have almost daily check-ups now; let me call someone over." He immediately called out for someone nearby who could help take care of this matter quickly before turning back towards Sylvia and Franklin again. "Have you guys eaten yet? My uncle brought extra food tonight; would you like some?"

"We already ate earlier; please enjoy your meal!" Franklin sat elegantly on one of their sofas with legs crossed looking quite refined and sophisticated while waiting patiently for further updates regarding Giancarlo's health condition which soon arrived thanks to diligent efforts by both doctors and nurses alike who kept track of everything meticulously including prescriptions used during this period since admission into hospital till date etcetera...

"Dr. Sylvia, take a look at these." The doctor handed over all these things to Sylvia.

Sylvia took them and started looking down.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead due to running and stood next to Sylvia.

After a few minutes, Sylvia handed all these things back to him. "The recovery is quite good, much better than I expected."

"The old man has been wanting to leave the hospital..." The doctor looked at her with some difficulty. "What do you think, Dr. Sylvia?"

"Good recovery doesn't mean he can be discharged immediately." Sylvia smiled with bright eyes. "Let's observe for another two days and give him two more days of IV fluids to reduce inflammation. It's better safe than sorry."

combed very carefully without any messiness visible in it. His silver strands were clearly visible against slightly sunken

a few days off," said Sylvia as she handed him another small steamed bun jokingly. "Eat more; when you're discharged later on, you'll have to walk out yourself." "Of

for two more days; discharge on the day after tomorrow," said Sylvia comfortingly as she looked at him. "Your illness is not trivial; after barely saving your life back then, you

what Sylvia had just said made Giancarlo finally accept this fact. "Okay then... I'll

like living here

The Ritter Villa.

tearfully handed over a bunch of keys to the buyer before carrying her

but she still took one last reluctant look at their home where they had lived together for

forced to sell their valuable villa in order to pay off

as she opened the car door. "Dad still needs a lot of money for his medical treatment, and

in the driver's seat. "Otherwise, it would be inconvenient

but they had all been sold off. Only the cheapest BMW X3 remained -

drivers

Ritter family... had truly fallen

window before turning back to look at their former home - the Ritter

worry, mom," Ashlyn said while driving. "I'll work hard in order to make you proud once again when

who started crying again after speaking up about how small their new living quarters were compared to what they were used too; "As

saying. "It's easier for me

quietly while reflecting on how far they've fallen from being high

Ashlyn spoke softly trying her best not upset her mother any further with words such as these. "Besides Mom," She added trying another way of comforting her mother. "I found a job! I'll earn eight thousand

felt more heartbroken than ever before hearing those words come out

you couldn't even buy yourself clothes with that amount," Her voice trailed off into sadness once again; "And now you have to work

just so

have a high salary?" Ashlyn said as tears fell down her face. She wiped them away and continued, "Everyone else can survive, why can't I? But I know for sure that I will make it! Mom, from now on, I'll work hard and take care of you and dad."

princess of the Ritter family or the spoiled heiress who relied on her

work hard and earn money