Chapter 58
Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead
Chapter 58 Boss
In Yoselinâs opinion, only she could give birth to Giancarloâs baby.
Mark only needed one glance to accurately understand Yoselinâs feelings. Yoselinâs vicious eyes
suggested she wanted to cut Jazmineâs belly and tear the baby apart.
What a crazy woman.
Yoselin tried her best to suppress her anger and glanced at Markâs face.
Mark had a gentle appearance, but his eyes were so cold and terrifying.
Yoselin quickly lowered her head to cover up her expression that might reveal her real feeling.
âThank you for your guidance, Mr. Robinson.â
Markâs gentle voice carried a sense of oppression. âYoselin, Boss has always thought highly of you.
You must not disappoint him.â
Yoselin quickly nodded.
After a long time, Yoselin didnât hear Mark talk and looked up. Mark had left. She let out a long breath.
Then, she frowned when thinking of that man coming to her room.
Yoselin reluctantly cleaned up the room. After confirming the time, she prepared the food and
freshened herself up.
At night, footsteps came from outside the door.
Yoselin gently welcomed the man in. She lowered her head slightly and softly said, âBoss.â
The man looked at Yoselin up and down. She had a good appearance and was good at figuring out a
manâs thoughts. Yoselin would be a perfect choice in his eyes.
âGo to bed.â
Yoselin clenched her fists, but she still smiled gently. âBoss, Giancarlo and I have already⦠I am
worried that he will demand more when I go back tonight. If he finds out⦠Ah!â
Yoselinâs face was slapped hard.
Her fair skin instantly turned red. Grief and indignation surged up from the depths of her heart, but she
did not dare to express her anger.
âBoss, Iâm sorry.â
She even had to smile apologetically.
The manâs sinister eyes were like those of a snake coiling around Yoselinâs heart. âYou mean that
Giancarlo is more important than me? Yoselin, you are quite brave.â
Yoselin apologized in a panic, âNo, I justâ¦â
Yoselinâs clothes shirt was instantly torn apart from the collar.
Yoselin cried out in fear. In the next second, she hurriedly changed her posture and wrapped herself
around the manâs upper body.
At this moment, in the hospital ward.
Jazmine failed to win custody of her baby. She did not want to be locked up in this narrow ward.
It was impossible to beg Giancarlo to release her. She had to think of a way to get out.
After a few days of observation, Jazmine found that the guards at the door would leave at certain points
for some matters. After the last incident, there were still two guards.
Jazmine boldly guessed that one of them was here to help her. Perhaps he was Davidâs man.
Jazmine decided to test them one by one.
When only one man was guarding the door, Jazmine decisively walked out.
She was stopped as expected.
Jazmine tried to remember the personâs square face with integrity. His eyes were very determined, and
his attitude was very polite.
âMs. Gardner, please go back.â
Jazmine handed him a napkin with some words written on it. âThis is for you.â
The man just glanced at her and did not speak.
Jazmine pushed the napkin a little further. âIf you donât take it, I will run out.â
The bodyguard reached out his hand.
Jazmine was a little disappointed. It was not that person that meant to help her.
After the man took it, Jazmine turned back to the ward.
She waited for a while. When the other man stayed alone, Jazmine repeated the same trick.
After observing the manâs appearance, Jazmine left the napkin behind.
The bodyguard looked a bit babyish and had some worry in his eyes. He obviously wanted to say
something after taking a napkin. He seemed to be very wary, so he didnât take back his hand.
âMs. Gardner, I wonât accept your thing. Please take it back.â He glanced at the crack between a door
and its
frame.
Jazmineâs eyes lit up as she saw a glim of hope.
It would be this person.
Jazmine expressionlessly returned to the ward.
Two days later, she walked out of the ward from time to time to confirm which person was outside the
door alone. She began to formulate an escape plan.
On the third day, she successfully escaped.
She didnât go anywhere but returned to the Tapiaâs home.
After Jazmine disappeared, the entire hospital was in a mess. Everyone, including the two bodyguards,
searched every corner of the hospital but in vain. Giancarlo still learned about it.
Giancarlo, who was in a meeting, left all those people behind and checked the surveillance camera,
only to find that Jazmine left the hospital alone.
However, the surveillance camera at her ward was broken, and Giancarlo could not see how she had
run out. Giancarlo was firstly angry about the two bodyguards, but neither of them could tell what was
going on.
Giancarloâs cell phone vibrated. He received a message.
He glanced at it and the coldness in his eyes eased a little. He left everyone behind and rushed home.
At the Tapiaâs home.
As soon as Giancarlo pushed open the door, he smelled the fragrance of food.
There were only a few words on his phone.
âGo home for lunch.â
Jazmine was sitting at the dining table. There were a few plates of dishes on the table, whose fragrant
constantly stimulating Giancarloâs senses.
Giancarlo stood at the entrance for a long time and finally walked step by step to Jazmine.
âSit down and eat,â Jazmine said calmly. She stood up and served Giancarlo the soup while wearing an
apron.
A bowl of steaming soup was placed in front of Giancarlo. Jazmine was smiling at him.
Giancarlo was a little stunned.
This scene happened a long time ago when they had just gotten married.
At that time, Jazmine was even more beautiful than she was now. There was only happiness in her
eyes. With just a glance, others could see her happiness.
But Giancarlo personally destroyed it.
Giancarlo lowered his eyes and stopped looking into her eyes. Nor did he touch the bowl of soup in
front of
him.
When Jazmine saw this, she didnât feel disappointed or angry at all. The fake smile in her eyes didnât
change
at all.
She calmly picked up a bowl of soup and slowly took a sip.
She felt as if she had drunk some kind of nectar. It was so delicious that she couldnât help but purse her
lips to
reminisce.
After a while, she looked up at Giancarlo. âLook, I drank this soup myself. Itâs not drugged.â
Giancarlo didnât drink it.
Jazmine smiled. âFrom the moment you entered home until now, we have been in pea his.â
for about half an
hour. What a good experience. As long as we reach the agreement, we can always be like this.â