Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Chapter 9

Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 9 A Threat

This sound pierced through everything and made people feel unbearable pain in their hearts.

But Giancarlo remained cool. After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

“As for the Gardner Group, let’s do it.”

She didn’t know how long it had passed.

Jazmine woke up with a layer of sweat on her back. It was as if she had a nightmare, making her wish she was dead but unable to struggle.

The moment she opened her eyes, she subconsciously touched her abdomen.

But…

“Ms. Gardner?” the nurse beside her asked in a low voice, “Do you still feel uncomfortable?”

Jazmine then turned her head to look at the nurse blankly. What she saw was an unfamiliar face. The nurse was reserved, but there was a hint of undisguised pity on her face. This trace of pity ruthlessly pierced Jazmine’s heart.

Jazmine suddenly woke up. Her child was gone. It had been cruelly taken away not long after she learned about its existence.

“Where is Giancarlo?” Jazmine gripped the bed sheet tightly, her voice so hoarse that she could barely speak

The nurse was stunned and said hesitantly, “Mr. Tapia has something to do. He asked me to take care of you.”

Something?

Jazmine mocked herself, but when she looked down, her hot tears fell.

This kind of question was just asking to be humiliated. She knew better than anyone where Giancarlo could be.

The phone rang.

Jazmine picked up the phone with difficulty. A piercing cry immediately came through, “Jazmine, where are you?”

“Mom?” Jazmine’s throat was so tight that she sounded rough and hoarse.

end of the line did not notice Jazmine’s change. The woman’s voice became sharper,

you? Let him answer the

answer the

became even

pain

been

by

“Giancarlo, yes. Go beg

bitterness and sorrow flashed across her

turmoil in the Gardner Group

I see, Mom,” Jazmine

corners of her eyes were wet

her abdomen was also very painful. She was forced to bend down

eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray shade, which was unbearable

gaze and sighed, “Mr. Tapia is with

straight in. His cold eyes swept over the

what she had wanted to say. She lowered her head and

on Giancarlo, but now it seemed that the rumors were untrustworthy.

heart were mixed with hate and sorrow. She

Her voice was obscure. Every word was not a question but a

tightly. She was still waiting for the

Maybe it was just a strategy of the

voice shattered all illusions.

“Yes.”

on the bed. It looked like he

normal.

tears rolled down her face as

would break with a slight pinch. Her eyes were filled with disbelief

hatred was like a knife, stabbing straight

uncomfortable, but he still spoke in

still alive?” Giancarlo curled his lips in ridicule and said coldly, “If I

able

cold and

image was torn apart in

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