Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 The Warning

Yoselin looked flustered. She searched with her wet eyes. It was obvious that she had just cried and looked particularly vulnerable.

All she could see was Giancarlo. The first thing she did when she got out of the car was to throw herself into

his arms and speak with a frightened and trembling voice.

“I just left for a while, and you disappeared. Do you know that this will scare me?”

Even though they were both women, Jazmine had to respect Yoselin for that.

She could pretend to be weak in front of men and vicious as a snake in front of her love rival. She nailed both Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

of them.

Giancarlo held her in his arms and comforted her.

“I just came out to get some fresh air.”

Jazmine smiled mockingly as if she was watching a good show.

Giancarlo lowered his head to talk to Yoselin. When he looked up, he saw Jazmine smiling as if she did not mind that he was hugging another woman.

An indescribable anger instantly surged up in his heart, and he clenched his fists.

“Ah, it hurts.”

Yoselin’s waist was held by one of the hands of Giancarlo. He inadvertently pinched her so hard that she cried

out in pain.

This sound also made Giancarlo regain his cool.

He gently rubbed Yoselin’s waist and said in a low voice.

“Sorry, I didn’t notice that you still have injuries on your body.”

Yoselin frowned, and then she relaxed and smiled at him, “You always like to pinch me. It was the same last

time. I would say it is you who got me injured.”

Her coquettish words implied that the relationship between the two was close, and they possibly had sex!

Jazmine clenched her fists.

Lawfully speaking, she was still Mrs. Tapia. Yoselin and Giancarlo had gone too far.

In the next moment, something more outrageous happened.

Giancarlo’s low volce drifted over. “Jazmine, drive Yoselin and me to the hospital.”

“I’m not your driver.”

Jazmine could not help but retort.

Giancarlo snorted.

“Giancarlo, how can you trouble Ms. Gardner? Why don’t I drive? Although I am not very skilled, I will drive slowly and steadily. You will be comfortable sitting in the car. Your hand is injured, so I can’t let you drive.”

She had always been best at it.

As expected, as soon as she finished speaking, Giancarlo’s cold voice sounded.

“You are always so considerate, my sweetheart.”

Jazmine got into the driver’s seat, afraid that she would vomit if she saw them.

Back to the hospital.

The doctors were all looking for Giancarlo.

After seeing them, they talked a lot.

“Mr. Tapia, you can’t just leave the hospital, although you are strong. I told you clearly that your tendon was hurt. I spent three hours sewing it up. You have to stay in the hospital for seven days, or it will break…”

Giancarlo interrupted lightly, “How long did you just say?”

“Seven…” The doctor answered. Seeing that Giancarlo’s face was cold, he hurriedly changed his words, “Three days at least. That’s the minimum requirement.”

Giancarlo agreed.

The doctor could not believe what he had heard. Did Giancarlo agree to stay in the hospital? So he left when the stitches were finished, and then he suddenly disappeared for no reason?

Yoselin quickly spoke.

“Giancarlo, when I was in the hospital, you always stayed by my side and took care of me. Now that you are in the hospital, it is my turn to take care of you. Moreover, if it was someone else who took care of you, I would

not be at ease.”

She looked like she was Mrs. Tapia, who was qualified to take care of him.

Upon hearing this, Giancarlo, who was resting with his eyes closed on the bed, opened his eyes and waved at

Yoselin.

Yoselin leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at Giancarlo. They seemed to be a loving

couple.

Giancarlo gently patted her back, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

“You haven’t recovered. Just rest well.”

He said that for Yoselin.

Even though Yoselin was a little reluctant, she squeezed out a smile. She stood up and walked in front of Jazmine, smiling. “Then, Ms. Gardner, I’ll have to ask you to take care of Giancarlo. During this period of time, I will also prepare his meals. He has been busy with the company, and now he can finally rest for a few

days.”

As she spoke, she turned to smile at Giancarlo.

Giancarlo nodded back at her.

Jazmine was disgusted with them.

They treated her as nothing. Yoselin was so blunt for a mistress.

It was disgusting!

In order to make herself feel better, she ignored Yoselin and lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, and accidentally saw her ring.

This was the ring she wore when she married Giancarlo.

He never wore his ring on his finger. On the contrary, she never took it off. The second she put the ring on,

she felt she was captured by it.

Yoselin stared at the ring and realized what it was. She thought that Jazmine was using the ring to remind her

who the real Mrs. Tapia was.

She seemed calm, but deep down, she was so angry and jealous that she almost couldn’t control herself. Before she exploded, Yoselin returned to Giancarlo’s side.

She hugged his waist and leaned against him.

“Yoselin?”

Yoselin sobbed and swallowed the bitterness in her heart.

Even though Giancarlo asked her if she was okay for the second time, she shook her head and said in a muffled voice, “It’s fine. You don’t have to worry.”

Jazmine curled her lips, her face full of disgust.

Giancarlo retracted his gaze from Jazmine’s face and pulled Yoselin up. He saw Yoselin’s face with tears.

“Why are you crying?”

Jazmine could not take it anymore and said, “I’ll go get some water.”

Unexpectedly, Giancarlo shouted, “Did I let you go?”

The attitude towards Jazmine was totally different from the one towards Yoselin. Jazmine shrugged, walked back, and sat down.

The tears in Yoselin’s eyes lingered. She sobbed, “Does Ms. Gardner get upset because of me? I can leave.”

“Well, you must be tired. I will ask someone to send you back. Have good.”

Yoselin regretted it as soon as she said it, but she had a feeling that Giancarlo could tell that she didn’t want to leave. Is it because he wanted to stay with Jazmine?

Someone’s warning occurred to her. She could only suppress it and nodded obediently. “Okay, I will come to see you early tomorrow and bring you breakfast. What do you want to eat? I will bring it to you, you two.”

Jazmine thought, so Giancarlo like submissive girls?