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

his eyes closed tightly. He was

seemed to have made her final decision, her voice

Group. The only regret was that she had no child after four years of marriage. However, no one knew that Giancarlo did not want to touch her at all!

he rarely had sex with her!

this was

asleep suddenly turned over, grabbed her wrist, and lowered his head to rub against her cheek.

were mixed, and her toes were curled together due to pain, but she was fond of such intimate

had to complete a task. The interaction was always quick, but this time, it

neck as if she was the

neck slightly and softly called

rubbed against her neck, causing Jazmine to tremble. She subconsciously reached

“Yoselin.”

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

gentle voice came out of his mouth

have been splashed

immediately faded, and her hand in the air gradually clenched. Her

to have broken the last peace.

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

of lightning

illuminated the faces of the two

see more clearly how Giancarlo put on a long face instantly.

top of her head. He lowered his head and said with a bit of oppression, “Why is it

eyes was

hatred. It was followed by a

forcing sex with me when I’m drunk.

the time

facial features were perfect, but now, there was only ridicule and loathing there as if looking at her for even a

in a daze. Even though the lights in the room were dim,

in front of her.

person she had carved into her mind over the years. The sudden pain from her lower

want a

joke, Giancarlo slightly tilted his head, got

“You?”