Kapitel 2: Chapter 2 A Conspiracy
But before he could speak, the phone beside him buzzed.
A sobbing voice came from the phone as soon as it was connected. "Giancarlo, where are you now? It hurts a lot, but I don't dare to go out.
"Can you come over?"
The sobbing voice was soft, delicate, and unique.
Giancarlo was hesitant, but he now made up his mind. He frowned and withdrew his hand without thinking, asking in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
His sharp and cold eyes contained anxiety, and even his voice carried rare gentleness and patience. "Don't be afraid. I'll go over now."
After that, he turned around and left coldly.
"Giancarlo..."
Jazmine's face was pale, but before she could finish her words, she heard the sound of the door slamming.
Her back was soaked in sweat from the pain. She felt one wave of pain after another and was constantly trembling.
The phone on the bed buzzed incessantly.
A similar voice was heard, satirizing, "I heard that today is the wedding anniversary of you and Giancarlo. Unfortunately, he is coming to be with me."
Jazmine clenched her phone, and the pain forced her to curl up slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yoselin, what are you trying to do?"
Yoselin tried to compete for Giancarlo's favor with Jazmine many times ever since Jazmine married Giancarlo. Sarcastically, her tricks worked every time.
"What else can I do? Of course, I want you to get a divorce. It's been so long. Why can't you accept reality?" Yoselin chuckled on the other end of the call.
"Do you know why he was so anxious to come to me? Because I told him that the electricity was cut off. I was a little scared because I hit my foot."
Every word on the other side of the line was like a blade, stabbing Jazmine's heart fiercely.
This pain was even more violent than the pain in her abdomen.
The pain made her dizzy. She couldn't help but vomit a few times, but the voice on the other side of the line suddenly became sharp.
"Are you pregnant?" On the other side, Yoselin asked with a shrill voice. She sounded somewhat exasperated and sneered, "My uterus was removed because of you. And you still want to be a mother?
"It's good that you're pregnant. Do you know that? Giancarlo bought you personal insurance for a huge number long ago. And he said..." Yoselin deliberately stopped. She was acting as viciously as she could.
"He said that even if you gave birth to a child, I would be his mother. You are just a tool for giving birth to a child."
Every word fell like thunder, shocking Jazmine to the point that her heart trembled.
"Yoselin!" Jazmine gritted her teeth and said harshly, "He and I are a legal couple. Do you think you can win the lawsuit?"
However, these words didn't work at all. Yoselin paused for a while and suddenly sneered, "Do you still think you are still the respected young lady of the Gardner family? Don't tell me you don't know that Giancarlo is ready to take over the Gardner Group?"
"Impossible!" Jazmine said subconsciously.
How could it be?
At that time, Giancarlo's parents died in a car accident. Only Giancarlo was left. the Gardner Group was the first to support him. She even married him and spent her youth with him.
Even if he was unwilling to marry her, even if she used some tricks, the Gardner Group's help was real. How could he? And how dare he do that?
"How is that not possible? If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself. Do you think it was a coincidence that the share price of the Gardner Group fell? It was Giancarlo. He was clearing the way for me so that I could be Mrs. Tapia." Yoselin sounded impatient.
The phone was hung up.
Every word Yoselin said just now was like a shocking thunderbolt. Jazmine subconsciously wanted to refute it. But instinctively, she felt that... maybe it was true.
Jazmine's hand that was holding the phone was cold. Her fingers were slightly trembling.
After hesitating for a long time, she called Giancarlo again. The phone rang a few times, but it was directly hung up.
Then she called Giancarlo's assistant, Owen Parker. It went through. "Ms. Gardner?"
Before, Jazmine didn't feel any difference. But all the details were mocking her. She had been married for four years, but those people in the Tapia Group only called her "Ms. Gardner" instead of "Mrs. Tapia".
"I want to ask you something." Jazmine raised her head slightly and forced her tears back. "The Gardner Group lost several orders days before. Was Giancarlo behind that?" she asked softly.
After she said that, her hands suddenly clenched. Her heart seemed to be suspended in her throat.
But as time passed by... She calmed down.
The other side of the line hesitated for a long time before saying softly, "I'm sorry, Ms. Gardner. This is a business secret. I really can't tell you."
This could be known with a little investigation. How could it become a secret?
Jazmine's tears rolled down her face. Her voice was a bit hoarse from crying. She said in a low voice, "Okay, I got it. Thank you."
When she hung up the phone, great pain attacked again.
She struggled to get up and staggered to the living room with her bare feet. The insurance that Yoselin had mentioned just now should be there.
It was her last straw.
It was her last chance to believe him.
In the second drawer of the living room table, there was indeed an insurance policy.
Jazmine did not even realize how pale her face was. It was pale like a piece of white paper. Her hand that was holding the paper trembled violently as she slowly pulled it out and opened it.
Splash!
Tears rolled up and wet all the words on it.
She clearly saw what was written on the paper.
Beneficiary: Giancarlo Tapia.
Sure enough!
Sure enough, Yoselin didn't lie. Then... about that child...
Jazmine felt dizzy and fell to the ground. She used the last of her strength to call the ambulance. Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "Save me, please."
She passed out.
In the endless darkness, she saw Giancarlo when he was young. He was looking at her coldly with his eyes filled with disgust.
She also saw him when he was at the wedding. He was dressed in a suit. But he looked so cold as if he was attending a funeral. When exchanging the rings, he suddenly tilted his head and smiled warmly toward the side. The smile was warm and filled with love.
But he was smiling at Yoselin.
...
On the other side.
It was raining heavily outside.
The phone buzzed. Giancarlo stepped on the brake. He looked down at the phone and remained quiet. Someone was calling him, but he didn't want to answer at all.
Then the second call came. And the third one. When the call stopped, the car finally fell silent.
He tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Just as he was about to turn around the car, another call came in.
"Giancarlo, you haven't come yet? What should I do? I wanted to get the electricity back myself, but I rolled down the stairs unexpectedly." Yoselin was crying on the other side of the call.
"I can't find the medicine box. My legs are bleeding. I'm so scared. When can you come?"
The car that had turned around stopped again.
Giancarlo looked at the rain outside the car window. It was raining cats and dogs outside. The car window was like being washed.
"Giancarlo, are you listening?" Yoselin cried even more sadly.
His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was slightly hoarse. "I'll be there soon."
He suddenly stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight toward the direction he headed just now.
There was a murmur in the hospital.
"No way! This is Mrs. Tapia, right? So, who did Mr. Tapia bring in? I heard..."
Jazmine's ears were buzzing, and she vaguely heard their whispers, yet it didn't feel real.
She thought, are they talking about Giancarlo?
She opened her eyes and tried to get up, but such a movement only caused her to cough violently.
"Ms. Gardner." The nurse rushed forward and gently patted her back.
The room was stark white and was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Jazmine was stunned for a long time before she realized that she was in the hospital. She spoke in a hoarse and dry voice, "Has anyone been here?"
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