Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Chapter 6

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Chapter 6 Not Qualified

Owen looked at the vibrating phone with hesitation. The screen was flickering. It finally quieted down

after a long time.

“This is from the hospital, Ms. Gardner’s examination report.” Owen paused and handed the report

over. “It seems to be serious…”

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Giancarlo’s voice turned even colder as he glanced at the report and sneered, “So, now it’s a backup

plan?”

Without looking at the document again, he directly threw the report into the trash can.

Owen was silent and went out.

Meanwhile, Yoselin, who was on the bed, took a few more glances, bit her lower lip, and whispered as

if she was really worried. “Is there something wrong with Ms. Gardner?

“What if something really happened to her? No matter what, she is still your wife. Moreover, Ms.

Gardner only misunderstood me today.”

However, Yoselin tightened the bed sheet slightly as a bit of darkness flashed through her eyes.

Giancarlo swept his gaze over the trash can, looked away quickly, and then said with a trace of satire,

“Wife? What qualifications does she have to be my wife? If she dies, that will be a happy ending.”

Yoselin released her hand and pushed the phone back under the sheets without a trace as a faint smile

crossed her face.

At the same time.

In the villa.

After the phone was hung up again and again, Jazmine gripped the phone tightly and curled up on the

wall.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

When she looked over, the light of anticipation in her eyes quickly disappeared because it was a

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message from Yoselin.

The text message only contained audio.

The moment Jazmine played the audio, the familiar voice was like a bolt of lightning striking down on

her, and Jazmine gripped her hand even tighter.

The wound on her arm that had not yet healed cracked again with blood dripping.

“Ms. Gardner!”

Rex Geller, the private doctor, who pushed the door, exclaimed in shock.

But before Rex could speak, a familiar male voice coming out of the phone was heard. How could the

man say such cruel words in a low and sexy voice?

“If she dies, that will be a happy ending.”

As the audio of a few seconds was replayed several times, Jazmine curled up there, with her chin on

her knees. She looked like a soulless doll with her hair disheveled and empty eyes.

She looked so lonely.

“Ms. Gardner, if the wound isn’t treated soon, it will leave a scar,” Rex couldn’t bear to speak.

Everyone envied Jazmine for successfully marrying into a wealthy family, but who knew what her real

situation was?

The wound on her arm was so deep that bones could be seen. Rex carefully picked up the glass debris

with tweezers while she kept silent with a pale face throughout the process.

It was not until she was almost done bandaging that she suddenly spoke.

“Is he staying with Yoselin?”

As if she was murmuring or inquiring, Jazmine raised her head and looked at Rex. In the endless

silence, she smiled bitterly.

Sure enough.

Since she had already known about it, why did she have to embarrass herself again?

Her phone suddenly buzzed.

“Jazmine, is Giancarlo staying with you now?”

“Mom?” Jazmine’s voice was hoarse as if her vocal cords were being torn apart. A chill crept up to her

as she asked, “What’s up?”

On the other side of the phone, her mom sobbed as if she was trying to suppress it. “Your father’s

company is going to go bankrupt. It lost tens of millions. They are going to send your father to prison!

“Jazmine, go beg him. Giancarlo must have a way. He can help your father…”

Jazmine couldn’t hear what her mother on the other end of the phone said. It was like a basin of cold

water pouring down from her head, making her tremble with coldness.

Was the Gardner Group going to go bankrupt?

Impossible!

A few days ago, her father had happily told her that the Gardner Group was going to raise funds and be

expanded soon into more industries.

Why … why did it go bankrupt before it started to prosper?

“Jazmine!” The sharp voice on the other side of the line pulled her back to reality.

“Yes,” Jazmine suppressed her emotions and said in a relaxed manner with tears welling up in her

eyes. “He will help us. Tell Dad not to worry.”

Her hands shaking, she was on the verge of collapse.

“Ms. Gardner.” Rex stared at her in horror because the bandage on her arm just now cracked again

and dyed the whole gauze

red.

However, with red eyes, Jazmine looked up at Rex as if she couldn’t feel the pain. Then she tried to

fight back tears.

“Dr. Geller, can you do me a favor? Can you take me to see Giancarlo, or take me out?” Her tightened

jaw was trembling slightly, and her face was paler than before.

Rex shook his head as a wave of sadness ran over him.

But the next second, she grabbed a small knife and cut it directly at her wrist. The blood burst out

immediately. She lowered her head, with tears rolling down. Then she raised her head and smiled

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bitterly.

“What about this?” she asked in a hoarser voice.

It seemed that the woman in front was still the one who stood next to Giancarlo in the magazine. She

was still the proud lady of the Gardner family.

A ridiculous thought flashed through Rex’s mind. He wondered if she would regret it if Jazmine’s pride

was completely broken

one day.

There was the sound of a car whistling outside.

As the tightly closed door opened again, a few doctors in white coats came in and began to treat

Jazmine with professional

equipment.

They had no intention of sending her back to the hospital.

“Where is Giancarlo?” Jazmine held on and asked while the last bit of hope in her heart slowly faded

away.

“Where is Giancarlo?” She struggled hard, and blood kept dripping from her wrists and arms, which

made her look even more

vulnerable.

Jazmine bit her lower lip and looked at the door, but it was empty.

“Ms. Gardner,” one of the doctors picked up a syringe and dropped it firmly as he sighed and said. “Mr.

Tapia said that unless you die, you can only stay here. You can sleep for a while.”

sense

As the medicine was injected, a strong sense of sleepiness swept over Jazmine.

Maybe Giancarlo didn’t intend to let her out and wanted to trap her here all her life, unless… unless she

gave birth to a child.

Her heart seemed to be torn open, and the cold wind whistled through. Jazmine couldn’t hold on and

fell into darkness.

It seemed that she had an auditory hallucination, or she had heard his voice.

“We have been married for four years. And I have regretted it for four years. I shouldn’t have agreed to

get married.

“Jazmine, I regret it.”

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