Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Chapter 26



Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Demon

Jazmine suddenly raised her head. Her eyes which had lost their luster were filled with astonishment and disbelief. Her pale face was a little pink because of anger. Her slender and delicate body was also trembling slightly.

“You are a demon.”

Giancarlo looked at her, the coldness in his black eyes not diminishing at all. There was no trace of pity.

“You are still useful to me. You should feel honored.”

The resentment that burst out from Jazmine’s chest was like a raging storm. Her reason was replaced by resentment. Her previous love had turned into a joke. At this moment, she only wanted to vent her emotions.

Hatred and regret intertwined. Grief and indignation mixed together. In addition, she was mentally and physically exhausted. She only felt her blood churn. She felt the world become dark and there was a buzzing sound in her ears. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but a sweet taste came from her throat and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Jazmine supported herself with her hands on the ground and looked at the red blood in front of her blankly. She realized that she had spat it out. She instantly realized how bad she looked.

She felt her body become light and the next moment she was sitting on the soft bed. Her nostrils were filled with the faint

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It was the smell of Giancarlo.

She wondered, just now, did he carry me to the bed?

Jazmine looked up and saw that Giancarlo had taken two steps back. There was a panic in his eyes that he failed to hide in time. When he met her gaze, he lowered his eyes to hide the complex emotions in his eyes.

“Don’t you hate me?”

Giancarlo stared at her with a sneer on his face. The panic in his eyes had disappeared. Perhaps that was just an illusion. Now, he had a disgusted expression on his face, and that should be his true feelings for her.

He was disgusted and he despised her.

As always, he was extremely unwilling to stay by her side for one more second. He left, leaving her with a cold retreating figure.

Today was Robert’s funeral, and Jazmine had to be present.

She got out of bed to catch up with Giancarlo but she was stopped by the bodyguards. They did not let her out.

After a while, a doctor and two nurses came in.

“Ms. Gardner, please lie down. We are going to do a routine check for you.”

It was a check again!

She had to be checked when she was in the hospital ward. Now after she was locked in the Tapia’s house, there was another check!

Jazmine, who was determined to attend her father’s funeral, did not want to waste a second on this meaningless examination. She stood straight with an impatient expression. “I want to go out. Get out of the way.”

The doctor put on a friendly smile and used a gentle tone to persuade her, “Ms. Gardner, Mr. Tapia wants us to check your body to make sure the exact time you can get pregnant.”

She felt a boom in her heart.

Jazmine realized that Giancarlo meant what he said just now. He wanted her to give birth to a child to compensate Yoselin. He wanted to ensure that she had a strong body to give birth to a healthy child.

As for her father, he had no intention of attending his funeral at all, nor did he allow her to go.

“Go and tell Giancarlo that I will receive the check. I want to attend my father’s funeral.” Jazmine suppressed the pain in her chest and forced herself to be strong. She wanted to be strong and fight for what she wanted.

The doctor and the nurses looked at each other, and one of the nurses hurried out to report.

A moment later, the nurse returned and nodded to Jazmine who had a lot on her mind.

Jazmine was not happy. She felt weak and almost fell to the ground.

How sad it was to use her own child in exchange for a chance to attend her father’s funeral! She even began to hate herself for being so useless. She also regretted that she had been so blind and even insisted on marine Giancarlo. Now her family was

broken because of her stupidity.

At Crown Hill Cemetery.

Jazmine hurried over and saw her mother kneeling and crying in front of the grave. She had not seen Marin for a few days and the latter seemed to have aged ten years. Her hair had begun to whiten. She was crying sadly. If not for Jennie, who was supporting her from behind, she would have collapsed to the ground.

The sight made Jazmine cry so hard that she couldn’t take a step further.

When she approached, Marin also noticed her. Marin was originally weak from all the crying, but when she saw Jazmine, she seemed to have gained back her strength. She quickly stood up and rushed to Jazmine. She waved her hand and slapped her.

“Get lost. You don’t have the qualifications to come here.”

Jazmine staggered from this slap and almost fell. Behind her, a hand supported her to help her keep her balance.

“Mrs. Gardner, calm down. This is Jazmine. How can you drive her away?”

It was Jennie who spoke.

Jazmine’s eyes were red as she stared at the tombstone.

The tombstone had been erected, indicating that her father’s body had been buried. She had even lost the chance to send him

off.

No wonder her mother hated her so much.

“I’m sorry.”

Jazmine’s voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.

Marin looked mournful. Her red and swollen eyes were staring at Jazmine. The hatred in her eyes was clear and blazing. She did. not hide her hatred for her daughter. She was not worried that she would hurt her daughter this way.

“What right do you have to come? What right do you have to say sorry, Mrs. Tapia?”

Jazmine felt as if her heart was instantly torn into pieces. She shook her head desperately in pain. She hated her status as Mrs. Tapia. She hated it so much.

She hurriedly knelt and cried for her mother’s forgiveness.

“Mom, it was my fault. If not for me, Dad wouldn’t have died. I don’t want to be Mrs. Tapia anymore. Don’t be angry, okay?”

Jennie turned her face away to wipe away her tears. She could not bear to see her good friend’s miserable side.

Marin did not look at Jazmine who was kneeling on the ground. She cried and beat her chest. “I really regret it. I should not have given birth to you back then. Otherwise, our Gardner family would not have suffered such a blow. Your father would not have died so young. He died because of your husband.”

The people around could not bear to look at the sight anymore. They stepped aside.

Jennie pulled Jazmine. “Jazmine, get up. Your mother is just too sad, so she said those hurtful words. She didn’t mean them.”

“No, Jennie, it’s me. It’s indeed me. Mom is right. If not for me, Dad wouldn’t have died.”

Jazmine took a deep breath and suppressed the pain in her heart. She said seriously, “Mom, I promise you that I will definitely divorce Giancarlo.”

She had thought that her promise would make her mother feel better and stop being so sad.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Marin waved her hand and interrupted her. Her sorrow was replaced by disgust. “Whatever you do has nothing to do with the Gardner family. From today on, we are no longer mother and daughter.”

Jazmine was completely dumbfounded. She stared at Marin with her eyes wide open. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. She subconsciously shook her head and muttered to herself, “No, I can’t lose my home…”

As if it was not enough to hurt her, Marin continued, “You are a member of the Tapia family. The Tapia’s place is your home. You should leave. Your father definitely doesn’t want to see you.”

Jazmine couldn’t hold back her tears and reached out to grab her mother’s hand. “Mom, I was born in the Gardner family. Even if I die, I am still a member of the family. Don’t abandon me.”

Marin glanced at her and shook her head. “Please leave.”

Facing such a determined mother, Jazmine knew that because of what happened to her father, her mother hated Giancarlo and the Tapia family. She was still Giancarlo’s wife now, so it was natural for her mother to hate her.

Jazmine hurriedly promised, “Mom, don’t worry. I will definitely divorce Giancarlo.“


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