Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 13 The Truth

The door was pushed open.

Jazmine didn’t turn around but she knew why Yoselin deliberately pretended to be weak this time. As expected, it was always the same result.

There was a roar behind her.

“Jazmine! What’s wrong with you!”

The voice behind her was cold and filled with anger.

However, she still did not turn around. Just as Yoselin was trembling and about to cry, Jazmine raised her hand again and slapped Yoselin’s face.

This time, the sound was even louder.

Yoselin was completely stunned. She covered her face and looked at the person in front of her in shock.

“That slap just now was for my child.” Jazmine’s palm was numb from the shock, and her eyes were so sore that she didn’t even dare to blink. “This slap was because I wanted to slap you.”

She raised her hand again, but before it could fall, her wrist was grabbed.

It was grabbed exactly where the wound bled.

A violent pain shot up, and Jazmine staggered back a few steps. The place where Giancarlo clenched was already soaked in blood.

Warm blood fell down, sticky and glaring.

His palm seemed to be burned by the blood. His deep eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He paused, and there seemed

to be some emotion flashing through his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said in a cold voice.

“Is the retribution of the Gardner Group not enough for you?”

His voice was cold. He mercilessly dragged Jazmine to the door. “Take Ms. Gardner back.”

The bodyguard at the door quickly stepped forward, but when he saw the mottled blood on Jazmine’s body, he was a little embarrassed and did not know how to do it.

The woman in front was covered in mottled blood. She looked miserable and pitiful.

Her voice was hoarse and almost out of tune, but she still stubbornly asked Giancarlo, “Did

beautiful, but now they were full of rolling tears and disappointment and

them had reached a point where it could not be reversed.

was stuck in his throat, as if it had been pierced by a long thorn. It was extremely uncomfortable, as if just

moment, he

his heart

Jazmine was right.

the guesses had been confirmed, she was now a complete clown.

me to kneel down and beg you?”

clearly about to fall, but the corners of her mouth pulled up a bit like

her anymore. Instead, he said to the person beside

Gardner back.”

and quiet, and the thin back looked

finally rolled down, and her entire spine trembled because of the great pressure.

Giancarlo was still standing at the

where Jazmine had just left. When she had just left, her thin spine had tightened into a

the cigarette,

Tapia,” Owen reminded him in a low

The emotions in Giancarlo’s eyes were

was only for a

had already divorced, why was he still unwilling to let Jazmine go?

there were many ways to have

must it be Jazmine?

the plan. Also, keep an eye on the Berton family.” Giancarlo closed his eyes. His voice

long time and did not receive any other orders. He looked hesitantly at the person standing in the

corridor.

Giancarlo was extremely strange.

His palm was covered in dried blood, and he did not know how much blood Jazmine had

heard a hoarse and faint voice. When he looked up in surprise, he

be

“Get a doctor to bandage her.”

Who was she?

Jazmine, there was

at the door with a complicated look in his eyes. Looking at the

heart