Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 3 We Shall Divorce

There was a murmur in the hospital.

“No way! This is Mrs. Tapia, right? So, who did Mr. Tapia bring in? I heard…‘” ”

Jazmine’s ears were buzzing, and she vaguely heard their whispers, yet it didn’t feel real.

She thought, are they talking about Giancarlo?

She opened her eyes and tried to get up, but such a movement only caused her to cough violently.

“Ms. Gardner.” The nurse rushed forward and gently patted her back.

The room was stark white and was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Jazmine was stunned for a long time before she realized that she was in the hospital. She spoke in a hoarse and dry voice, “Has anyone been here?”

She still had a bit of hope, figuring that maybe Giancarlo came back and sent her here.

Yet the expression on the nurse’s face was complicated and strange. She hesitated for a long time and whispered, “No.”

Jazmine’s heart sank at once.

Her phone buzzed and vibrated.

She saw the caller ID clearly. It was Yoselin again. Yoselin was so arrogant that she didn’t even change her number.

“Ms. Gardner, your phone,” the nurse reminded Jazmine as she was changing the medicine for Jazmine.

Yoselin called her three times in a row, and it seemed that Yoselin wasn’t intending to give up.

“I see.” Jazmine picked up the phone. Sure enough, she heard a familiar voice on the other end of the line, and this time,

Yoselin sounded a bit more malicious.

a cut on my leg, and Giancarlo accompanied me to the hospital, and then I found that you were hospitalized as well. By the way, your family

hung up after finishing

but

clutched her phone and called home. When the phone was picked

is the Gardner Group in trouble?” she asked, gripping her phone tightly.

became louder. In the next second, the phone was snatched away, and a low and hoarse male voice

worry about yourself. After all, you’re not getting younger. You should have

could not stop shedding tears,

doing?”

needle out of her hand, managed to get up, and smiled, “I’m going out to meet a friend. I’ll be right back

her palm–size face now looked even paler. “Did Giancarlo bring a woman next door to see the doctor? The woman is called Yoselin, right?”

nurse pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

thought, sure enough.

tearing her apart.

wanted to put on an indifferent smile, but the more she tried, the more she wanted to cry. In the end, she did not say anything

a wife, yet they never care. On the contrary, Yoselin, the woman beside Giancarlo, attracts their attention more.

How ironic.

ward next door, and as

hair spread over her shoulders, and her back looked delicate and elegant. However, when she turned around, her beautiful face

enough, you’re here,” Yoselin sneered. “Isn’t four years enough for you to wake up? You have to wait till your whole family is ruined. Only then will

to me repeatedly just to be the hostess of the Tapia family, haven’t you? But if I don’t agree to divorce him, what are you?” Jazmine

hardly be called a leg injury. Instead, it was just a cut with a few

could still make Giancarlo

expression became even more ferocious. She raised her phone and said coldly, “You think it’ll be OK, simply because you don’t agree? See for yourself. After today, the

in such a hurry to

last words of hers were bitterly vicious and cold.

phone were photos of the share transfer.

Jazmine instinctively wanted to refute, but her throat was dry as

lowered her head and said viciously, “He told me that if not

have