Chapter 51

Chapter 51 The Tumult in the Restaurant

As soon as Jazmine finished speaking, Giancarlo looked up, his eyes utterly cold as he stared at her.

His gaze went so deep into her heart that it almost impaled her.

Jazmine suppressed the fear deep down and met his eyes bravely.

“You want to die?” Giancarlo’s fingers that were holding the knife and fork were slightly pale, and the

cold he gave off almost made the temperature drop below the freezing point.

Yoselin’s heart skipped a beat.

She was aside, yet she was also terrified by Giancarlo’s anger.

Jazmine was under the greatest pressure. She had been hammered to withstand pressure well, and

she was particularly good at handling the pressure given by Giancarlo. So, of course, she was capable

of adjusting

herself.

She was not afraid of Giancarlo, and she could deal with him calmly.

“Of course not.” After Jazmine sat down, she took a plate of crab meat, placed it in front of her, picked

up a

piece of meat, and put it in her mouth.

Giancarlo beat her to it. Before she stuffed the crab meat into her mouth, he waved his hand and

directly

swept the plate to the ground.

There was an instant clang coming from the smooth floor, and Jazmine’s eyes flashed with a touch of

frustration.

Yet she quickly returned to normal.

She stared at Giancarlo and sneered, “You’re a bit too stingy, don’t you think?”

Giancarlo placed the other plate of crab meat in front of Yoselin. He did not look at Jazmine anymore

and said

to Yoselin softly, “Enjoy.”

He played favoritism to the utmost. At the same time, he crushed the dignity of the woman he loathed.

Seeing that, Yoselin was overjoyed deep down. Unable to suppress her complacency, she looked up at

Jazmine. The more she looked at Jazmine, the more she felt that the frustration on Jazmine’s face

pleased her

a lot.

She smiled at Jazmine secretly and scooped up a large spoonful of food into her mouth.

Yoselin knew the right expression for her current persona. She squinted slightly, showing the joy of

enjoying the delicious food on her face.

By doing so, she showed the woman next to her that she was savoring the intoxicating meal.

Jazmine clenched her fists and no longer allowed herself to pay too much attention to Yoselin’s act.

She sat upright and put herself on equal terms with the man in front of her.

“Giancarlo, you don’t think that I came here just to have some crab meat, do you?”

Yoselin put down the spoon in her hand and said in horror, “I’m sorry, I… It’s my fault. It tastes very

good. You should give it a go too.”

She pushed the little crab meat left in front of Jazmine.

Jazmine sneered, “Am I a beggar?”

“What do you want?” Giancarlo snorted coldly and interrupted the confrontation between the two

women.

He frowned slightly, expressing his impatience undisguisedly.

Jazmine glanced at Yoselin and smiled contemptuously, “Since you love her so much and hate me,

then our relationship should be redefined.”

As soon as Jazmine finished speaking, Giancarlo suddenly got up, grabbed her by the collar, and lifted

her.

The tips of their noses almost touched.

Jazmine felt his breath. It was burning, almost setting her on fire.

He was furious.

She thought, it’s probably because I challenge his authority. After all, he said before that only he had

the right to end our relationship. He allowed me to be his wife just to punish me.

Yet in Yoselin’s eyes, Giancarlo’s anger meant something different.

Yoselin thought, didn’t he say that I am the most important? Does he think having Jazmine as his wife

is a

sign of being good to me?

At this moment, Giancarlo was furious. His fingers grabbing Jazmine’s collar were pale, and the veins

on his forehead were throbbing. His face was so cold that it might freeze in the next second.

Just as Jazmine thought that Giancarlo was going to beat her, a force came up to her and instantly

pushed her

out.

She was caught off guard. She fell back under the impact brought by the great force.

The stool was small, delicate, and also a bit short. The moment she hit the stool, she felt her whole

body sent

flying, and her forehead touched something.

A sharp pain came, and a warm liquid ran down her face.

In an instant, she could see nothing but red.

She sat on the ground for a long time, unable to react.

Yoselin’s exclamation rang out. She seemed very afraid. “What should we do? Ms. Gardner is injured.”

Jazmine thought, am I injured again?

I guess I get injured easily. Unfortunately, I never get pitied.

She stood up and felt dizzy. Her body shook, and she almost fell to the ground again. She held on to

the back of the stool, and then she managed to stabilize herself and prevent herself from being a joke

again.

Unconcerned, she covered her still–bleeding wound with a napkin.

She smiled and said, “I’m so sorry. I lost my footing and ruined your appetite.”

Giancarlo subconsciously clutched his hands, which were on both sides of his body, and then loosened

them in the next second. It happened in less than a second and didn’t attract anyone’s attention.

Even Yoselin was attracted by Jazmine’s posture.

Yoselin thought, what a weird woman. How come she is still smiling while injured?

Yoselin subconsciously glanced at Giancarlo’s face. He did not have any reaction, but his eyes were

like a cloudy sky, upsettingly gloomy.

Also, for some reason, Yoselin kept having a strange feeling.

Something was wrong, but she couldn’t tell exactly.

She immediately exclaimed. With tears in her eyes, she ran to Jazmine and was flustered. “Ms.

Gardner, you are still bleeding. Why don’t we take you to the hospital? If it hurts, it’s OK to cry. You are

smiling, though you have a wound on your head. Do you know how scary this is?”

After saying that, Yoselin looked at Giancarlo and emphasized, “Giancarlo, I heard that Ms. Gardner’s

mother… I am very worried that Ms. Gardner might be like her mother.”

She didn’t say the word “fool” out loud. Her expression alone was self–evident.

Jazmine lost it.

She grabbed the things on the table and threw them at Yoselin.

She reached for everything, including the plates, forks, and spoons, and threw them at Yoselin in the

blink of an eye. She was so fast that no one had time to react.

Yoselin preferred light–colored clothes. In an instant, food, including soup and other kinds of liquid,

spilled over her body and her face, making her eye–catching at once.

Yoselin was stunned.

Jazmine was very pleased and stared at Yoselin, warning, “It feels great not having to put on an act. I

can hit

you whenever I want.”

Yoselin knew very well what Jazmine was implying, and she knew that she couldn’t refute Jazmine

whatsoever. She gritted her teeth, trying her best not to allow her anger to get the upper hand over her

emotions.

She wiped her face, looking pitiful as if she was about to cry. Her eyes were filled with tears as she

stared at

Giancarlo.

She even forced herself to smile. She said, “Giancarlo, I’m fine.”

It was a pity she was not an actress. Her gift was wasted.

Giancarlo’s eyes turned colder, and he snorted, “Send her back and lock her up.”

A hint of complacency flashed through Yoselin’s eyes. In the next second, her expression changed, and

she hurriedly ran out.