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.

Giancarlo accompanied me to the hospital, and then I found that you were hospitalized as well. By the way, your family is doomed today,” Yoselin said sarcastically.

hung up after finishing

refute, but subconsciously, she felt that… She had a

phone was picked up, she heard her mother’s hoarse, crying voice,

Gardner Group in trouble?” she asked, gripping her

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

The liquidity problem has been solved. You should worry about yourself. After all, you’re

could

are you doing?” the nurse beside her exclaimed.

needle out of her hand, managed to get up, and smiled, “I’m going out

the way.” She turned her head to look at the nurse, and her palm–size face now looked even paler. “Did Giancarlo bring a woman next

lips tightly and did not speak. Her response was self–evident.

thought, sure

heartache was tearing her apart.

put on an indifferent smile, but the more she tried, the more she wanted to cry. In the end, she

for four years. For four entire years, everyone knows that he has a wife, yet

How ironic.

VIP ward next door, and as

over her shoulders, and her back looked delicate and elegant. However, when she turned around, her beautiful face had a hint of gloominess.

to wake up? You have to wait till your whole family is ruined. Only then will you give

come to me repeatedly just to be the hostess of the Tapia family, haven’t you? But if I don’t agree to divorce

at Yoselin’s leg. It could hardly be called a leg injury. Instead, it was just a cut with

could still make Giancarlo

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,

“Do you know why he is in such a hurry to take over the Gardner

of hers were

photos

said and every photo she showed hit Jazmine hard, tearing her heart apart. Jazmine instinctively wanted to refute, but her throat

said viciously, “He told me that if not for the

to have sex with you.”