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Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 132 Coffee
Jazmine had been thinking about Nina’s recovery.
In the past, the thing Wildcat and the others said most frequently was that Nina’s fear was in her blood and couldn’t be
diminished in the slightest in her lifetime. They could only shape her personality, so she became
resistant to fear.
Before this, the personality–shaping part was quite a success.
Jazmine even felt that even if Nina could not be cured for the rest of her life, the horror Nina felt during her bout wouldn’t be able
to cause Nina greater harm.
And she would use her whole life to protect Nina and make sure Nina never had to face horror. And she was
confident she could do it.
Her confidence was gradually shattered after she witnessed Nina’s bouts again and again. She regretted it.
No one dared to say that Nina could be cured.
But someone did today.
Jazmine was very happy.
She was also very worried. She was afraid that this was just a dream.
Jazmine asked seriously.
“How are we going to make her recover?”
Wildcat said something like, “Give her whatever she wants, and you know what she wants.”
Jazmine knew what Nina wanted. A family, a father, not some random guy, and to be with her real father and
mother. This was what Nina had always been longing for.
At least, this was what Nina said during her early hypnotherapies.
“Alright, I will give it a try.”
She could even die for Nina. But now, she only had to play husband and wife with Giancarlo. Moreover, she was still Mrs. Tapia
and had every right to return to the Tapia family.
Wildcat continued, “Then you have to hurry. Nina should not stay in this place for more than three days.”
“I know. Don’t worry. She won’t stay here for even a day. I will take her back to the Tapia family.”
What Jazmine didn’t know was that someone was listening in on her conversation with Wildcat.
It figured. Yoselin was Mrs. Tapia in everyone’s eyes. In addition, she was a diligent person. She had got her own clique and had
This person directly told Yoselin Jazmine’s plan.
Yoselin asked, “Jazmine is preparing to go back to the Tapia family?”
After she asked, she felt a surge of anger in her chest. She could not help but snort coldly, “Who does she think she is? Does
she think that she can leave and come back to the Tapia family as she wants? Now the mistress of the Tapia family is me, not
her.”
Yoselin was almost going berserk.
This informant flinched when she saw Yoselin about losing her cool. She was just a nurse and had no power. How dare she say
anything?
At this moment, Jazmine went to Giancarlo.
“I want to talk to you.”
Giancarlo was depressed at the moment. His relationship with Jazmine was getting harder and harder to repair, and it was also
because he was bad at dealing with relationships.
He even planned to find an advisor to help him get Jazmine’s forgiveness and win her love back. Then he saw the person he
craved standing right in front of him.
And she said she wanted a talk..
Even though there was a group of people behind him waiting for his order, he did not hesitate and directly ignored them.
It was difficult for him to hide the excitement in his eyes. He said to Jazmine extremely seriously, “Sure.”
After he said this, neither of them moved.
Awkwardness was in the air.
Based on her impression of him, Jazmine was expecting him to have a cold expression on his face and tell her to just shoot or
just tell her to leave him alone.
She did not expect him to say yes right away.
It took her aback.
Things were pretty much the same with Giancarlo, so the two were both stunned at the moment.
It was extremely awkward.
When a guy beside them saw how awkward it was, he kindly opened his mouth to take away the awkwardness between the two.
“I remember that there is a coffee house not far from the entrance of the hospital. It’s a lovely place. We doctors like to go there
to chill after work.”
“Yes. If you like coffee, you can go there.”
“Oh, that’s not suitable. She doesn’t like coffee.”
The two spoke at the same time. After they finished speaking, they looked at each other dumbfounded. Jazmine was unable to
calm down. It was a matter of the past that she didn’t like coffee, but he knew it, which meant that he had paid attention to her.
Why?
Jazmine stared at the person in front of her.
The bitterness in Giancarlo’s heart was even more unbearable.Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
She had always put him before everything else and knew everything he liked, but he kept failing her.
“Then let’s go there.”
Jazmine reacted quickly and turned to leave after she said this.
Giancarlo followed.
The doctors looked at each other, and they were all dumbfounded.
“Do you remember Mr. Tapia’s ex–wife? Ms. Gardner looks quite like her.”
Someone who knew Jazmine retorted, “Come on. I’ve always been working in this hospital. Once Mr. Tapia was sick and was in
the hospital all alone, and I had heard him talk in his sleep.”
This was very exciting news.
Unfortunately, the doctor did not dare to continue after saying this. This was after all Giancarlo’s private matter, so it was not
proper to talk about it.
Jazmine and Giancarlo did not know what the doctors were talking about. At this moment, they entered the coffee house
extremely awkwardly, one behind the other. They found that many people were drinking coffee here. No one looked up after they
came in, and no one came up to take their order.
Jazmine figured that the things they were talking about were not suitable for anyone to hear.
So she walked to the front desk and asked, “Is there a private room? We have important things to do.”
Jazmine did not know that this coffee house actually had another function, which was to provide places for couples to be alone.
There were many rooms upstairs.
To put
it more simply, it was like a motel.
The receptionist took a look at Giancarlo, who was so handsome and had an extraordinary bearing. However, he did not even
have his own house. And this woman was also exceptionally beautiful. The clothes on her did not look cheap.
Why would these two want a private room?
They must be having an affair.
“I’m sorry, but we charge your kind of people more,” the proprietor said.
Jazmine felt a little uncomfortable. In order to get things done as soon as possible, she didn’t think it was unacceptable to spend
more money, so she said impatiently, “Just tell me the price. Don’t waste time. Take us there now.”