Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead

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flashed and th

l man came in, whose black suit was soc

ou're

ho was lying on the sofa. She subconsciously went to greet Giancar

head as if to identify something. The emotions in his eyes were stronger than usu

ut the next moment, her jaw was lifte

lcohol seemed to be mixed

herself to hold back tears and smiled. "Hav

. If you..." But she just smile

forming a cold smile. His voi

n disgust and said coldly as he

ed for four years, they were nothin

h that he didn't even want to touc

e that was full of dishes. After being heated a

htened her grip. Only then did she su

tning lit Giancarlo's face, making his ha

Jazmine called ou

he bed had his eyes closed t

She seemed to have made her final

oup. The only regret was that she had no child after four years of marria

rs, he rarely h

son for thi

rned over, grabbed her wrist, and lowe

er toes were curled together due to pain,

lete a task. The interaction was always quick, but this time, it was

raised her neck slightl

causing Jazmine to tremble. She subconscious

"Yos

st one he could make as if h

came out of his mou

to have been spla

in the air gradually clenched. Her eyes became sore,

seemed to have bro

er arms suddenly looked up. His eyes slightly na

bolt of ligh

the faces of the tw

tantly. He held her hands tightly and pressed them over the top of her he

n in his eyes w

followed by a cold sneer, "Jazmine, you are quite proficient in u

s not the ti

re was only ridicule and loathing there as if look

ugh the lights in the room were dim, she could m

ind over the years. The sudden pain from her lower body m

arlo, I wa

ancarlo slightly tilted his head, got up wit

on like you deserve

lled. Jazmine's eyes were sore and she didn't even dare

clothes with her tears held back. Her e

this wish was every

racks, leaned over to look at her, pinche

forced me to marry you, making Yoselin could not be my

ds. "Pushing her down the stairs was your plan. As a result, her health was damaged.

joke, and his eyes became even colder. "Yoselin is

of burning

ell onto the back of Giancarlo's

lip and her tears ruined her makeup. She was in a terrible state,

rop b

er. She held his clothes tightly and

a few wounds of burning on the back of his hand.