Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Read Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 1 I Want a Child

Boom!

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

The door was pushed open, and a tall man came in, whose black suit was socked in rain, making him look even colder.

“You’re home?”

The cold wind that came through the door sobered up Jazmine, who was lying on the sofa. She subconsciously went to greet Giancarlo, but before she could reveal her happiness, her jaw was pinched.

Giancarlo’s hand was cold as ice. His cold eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head as if to identify something. The emotions in his eyes were stronger than usual, and his lips were pursed hard. He looked no different from normal times, but….

“Are you drunk?” Jazmine asked, but the next moment, her jaw was lifted and she was forced to look up at him.

The strong smell of alcohol seemed to be mixed with perfume from a woman.

Jazmine felt like crying, but she forced herself to hold back tears and smiled. “Have you forgotten that today is our anniversary?

“I cooked all of the dishes. If you…” But she just smiled a little bit before freezing.

Giancarlo’s lips parted, forming a cold smile. His voice was even hoarse. “Jazmine?”

He then let go of her chin in disgust and said coldly as he passed her and went straight in.

Even though they had been married for four years, they were nothing more than strangers to each other.

Giancarlo hated Jazmine so much that he didn’t even want to touch her. She had long known about it.

Jazmine turned around and looked at the table that was full of dishes. After being heated a few times, they had become too soft

to be edible.

Jazmine bit her lower lip and tightened her grip. Only then did she suppress the urge to cry and go upstairs.

It was dark inside the room. The lightning lit Giancarlo’s face, making his handsome and perfect face look even harsher.

out in a low

on the bed had his eyes closed

a child.” She seemed to have made her final decision,

marrying the person in charge of the Tapia Group. The only regret was that she had no

four years, he rarely had sex with her!

reason for this was

asleep suddenly turned over, grabbed her wrist, and lowered his head

were mixed, and her toes were curled together due to pain,

he had to complete a task.

gently bit her neck as if she was the apple of his

her neck slightly and softly called

causing Jazmine to tremble. She subconsciously reached out but heard his murmuring

“Yoselin.”

the gentlest one he could make as if he was facing a

out of his mouth

to have been splashed

passion immediately faded, and her hand in the air gradually clenched. Her eyes became sore, and she gritted her teeth. “Giancarlo, I

seemed to have broken the

in her arms suddenly looked up. His eyes slightly narrowed as if he was trying to

of lightning flashed.

the faces of the two for a short

put on a long face instantly. He held

her head. He lowered his head and said with a bit of oppression,

in his eyes was not

voice was filled with an unconcealable hatred. It was followed by

of forcing sex with me when

not the time for

only ridicule and loathing there as if looking at her for even a second was disgusting to him.

a daze. Even though the lights in the

in front of

this was the person she had carved into her mind over the years. The sudden pain from her lower body made her but she still

want

joke, Giancarlo slightly tilted his head, got up

“You?”