Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Chapter 16

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Didn’t David say…

Jazmine subconsciously swept her gaze over David’s face, and David’s guilty expression told her

everything.

No. Jazmine’s father was old and his health was not good. He’d die in prison.

Just as Jazmine was about to beg for mercy, her chin suddenly hurt, and she was forced to raise her

head to face Giancarlo’s dark eyes. The bottomless abyss in his eyes could pull her into it, making her

feel cold.

“The Berton family can’t even protect themselves. Do you expect them to help you?”

Jazmine felt sad. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and hit the back of Giancarlo’s hand.

As if there was something dirty on his hand, Giancarlo fiercely shook it off.

Losing the support, Jazmine’s weak body staggered and her knees hit the car, causing a loud noise.

Her face paled a little.

“Mr. Tapia, didn’t we agree just now? I’ll take my son away, and you can’t do anything to our family.”

David’s father looked haggard as he said anxiously. He was originally high–spirited, but now he looked

much older.

David hurriedly got out of the car and wanted to see whether Jazmine was alright.

David’s mother grabbed David and stopped him from approaching Jazmine. She cried and begged,

“Please go with me. Don’t ruin our family, okay?”

Jazmine bit her lips. The pain in her heart was killing her. She limped to front of Giancarlo. Her face

was pale. She stared at him and said word by word, “I’ll go back with you.”

Jazmine was so weak that she might drift away with the wind at any time. Her shoulders trembled as

she bore the pain. Her jaw was set as she bit her lips. Even if she bled, she had no intention of begging

for mercy.

“The relationship between the two of you is really impressive,” Giancarlo said coldly.

David’s parents panicked. “Mr. Tapia, there must be some misunderstanding. David, why don’t you

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come over and apologize?”

“Why should I? Jazmine and he have divorced. He is not qualified to imprison her. Moreover, he also

dealt with Jazmine’s father. How could he do that as a son–in–law?”

David did not care. He was ready to give up everything he had. If he had not been stopped by

Giancarlo’s people, he would have

rushed over to take Jazmine away.

Jazmine looked at Giancarlo’s increasingly cold eyes. She became more and more scared. No one

knew Giancarlo better than her. She shouted and interrupted David, “David, please stop talking.”

There was a glint of mockery in Giancarlo’s eyes.

Jazmine limped into Giancarlo’s car.

Giancarlo did not say anything to David and his parents. He opened the door and asked with disgust,

“What right do you have

to sit here?”

A sharp pain came from the bottom of Jazmine’s heart again. She was so embarrassed that she could

not breathe, but she still

got out of the car with difficulty.

The seat cushion Jazmine touched was thrown out, and the car then drove away.

Jazmine stood there in a daze. She was heartbroken.

“Ms. Gardner, please get in the car.” Owen rushed over to pick Jazmine up.

Owen knew very well that he must not lose the person Giancarlo had spent so much effort to intercept.

Bang-

Jazmine was thrown onto the bed. Even though it was a soft bed, she still felt dizzy. Before she could

recover, her hands were grabbed and fixed to the top of her head.

Giancarlo’s gloomy face was very close, and there was a touch of danger in his dark eyes. Jazmine’s

heart was beating fast in

fear.

Jazmine suppressed her fear and bravely looked into Giancarlo’s dark eyes. “Giancarlo, don’t touch

me.”

“Don’t touch you? So that you can keep yourself pure for David?” Giancarlo tore apart Jazmine’s

clothes, and the sound made Jazmine start to resist.

“It’s not what you think Don’t touch me.‘

Giancarlo was like an enraged lion. The more Jazmine resisted, the more he wanted to have sex with

her. In a short while, Jazmine began to endure the pain Giancarlo brought, which continued for a long

time until she couldn’t open her eyes. After a long time, Giancarlo finally stopped.

Jazmine hadn’t recovered from the miscarriage, so she could not bear such violent treatment. That

night, she began to have a

fever.

In her coma, Jazmine seemed to hear her mother crying, begging her to save her father.

Jazmine wanted to answer, but she could not say anything. She could only cry.

Jazmine suddenly woke up and found that she had a nightmare. There was no one in the room, and

she was naked.

Jazmine gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her body. She found a random dress from the

wardrobe and put it on. As she walked to the door, she was stopped by two men in black. “Ms.

Gardner, you can’t go out without Mr. Tapia’s permission.”

Giancarlo actually imprisoned Jazmine.

When Jazmine returned to the room and wanted to make a phone call, the phone rang. Seeing that it

was her mother, she hurriedly answered it.

“Jazmine, we raised you. Is this how you repay us? I asked you to save your father, but you eloped with

David! You angered Giancarlo, and your father was taken away. Are you satisfied?”

Marin cried and cursed. Her voice was as shrill as a sharp blade that pierced Jazmine’s heart, causing

her to curl up on the sofa

in pain.

Giancarlo was not kidding. He said he would put Jazmine’s father in jail.

“Dad will be fine. Believe me.”

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Jazmine quickly dialed Giancarlo’s number.

Giancarlo did not answer.

Jazmine called from morning to afternoon. She did not know how many calls she had made. Finally, the

phone was answered.

Jazmine eagerly said something.

“Jazmine, you have made over one hundred calls.” It was Yoselin. She was gloating.

Jazmine dialed Giancarlo’s private number, but it was Yoselin who answered it.

“Ask Giancarlo to answer the phone.”

Yoselin sneered, “You are not surprised that Giancarlo’s phone is in my hands. It seems that you have

accepted the fact that he

loves me.”

Yoselin’s sharp voice came from the phone. Jazmine’s head seemed to be stabbed by countless sharp

knives. She chose to hang up the phone.

Tears had already wet Jazmine’s collar. She covered her face and cried.

It was getting dark.

Giancarlo opened the door. It was dark in the room and there was no trace of life. The two bodyguards

at the door could prove

that Jazmine was still inside.

When Giancarlo turned on the light, he saw Jazmine huddle herself up on the sofa. There was a

strange redness on her cheeks, and she was muttering something. Giancarlo got close and could

vaguely hear the word father.

“Get up,” Giancarlo shouted in a low voice.

Jazmine hid her face under her arms and continued to huddle herself up. Her body was still

unconsciously trembling.

“Let me say it again. Get up!”

Giancarlo grabbed Jazmine’s hand and pulled it. Jazmine directly rolled off the sofa and fell to the

ground. She just frowned and curled up on the ground.

From the abnormal temperature that Giancarlo felt, he knew that Jazmine had a high fever.

Giancarlo’s cold face seemed to freeze. He stared at Jazmine for a moment, picked her up, and walked

out.

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