Novel Square
Chapter 57
Chapter 57
Chapter 57 Pregnant
Jazmine’s eyes which had lost hope lit up again. They became brighter and brighter until the light could not be ignored.
It was vitality, anger, and unwillingness.
“I won’t let them succeed.” Jazmine almost squeezed out the words between her teeth.
The nurse heaved a sigh of relief. “Congratulations. You finally thought it through. This is a good thing for you. At the very least, your child will be protected by a mother who loves him dearly instead of a pitiful person
who has no roots.”
Jazmine’s gaze instantly fell on the nurse’s face. She carefully studied the nurse.
The nurse looked to be in her early twenties. Her tender face carried a sense of firmness that did not match
her age.
The nurse looked very ordinary. But at this moment, Jazmine seemed to see light in the nurse’s eyes.
“Who are you?”
After the excitement, Jazmine calmed down and regained her rationality. She realized something quite
serious.
Seeing that Jazmine was so alert, the nurse smiled. “I am your friend.”
Jazmine shook her head. “Sorry, I can’t treat you as a friend, even if you helped me.”
The nurse nodded and helped her get the new drip. “I hope you can maintain rational. Your future will be lonely and dangerous. And you have a baby to protect.”
The nurse pasted a tape on the back of Jazmine’s hand and left holding her own things.
Inside the ward, Jazmine was deep in thought.
Jazmine felt that the nurse was mysterious but gentle. She looked like a friend rather than an enemy. But why?
Who ordered her to be Jazmine’s nurse?
Jazmine tried to stop thinking and focus on her belly.
The nurse was right. Jazmine had to face everything alone to protect her remaining two families.
When someone entered the ward again, Jazmine asked to see Giancarlo.
Before lunchtime, Giancarlo came.
For the first time, Jazmine calmed down to face her husband, who would only bring harm to her, with an
indifferent attitude.
As expected of the best man in upper–class society, Giancarlo was handsome, wealthy, and loyal. He only loved Yoselin. Any woman would fall for such a man.
Jazmine thought her heart would still hurt.
But she had put down everything, so she just felt numb.
“Mr. Tapia,” Jazmine said softly.
Jazmine’s tone sounded respectful but carried a trace of estrangement. When she looked at Giancarlo, there was not a single touch of emotion in her eyes.
Giancarlo casually put his fingers on the sofa handle, but he instantly bent them until the joints got pale.
He looked at Jazmine without saying a word.
Afraid that the courage that she had mustered with great difficulty would dissipate, Jazmine continued with a faster tone. “I’m pregnant. I want to keep the child by my side. Please tell me what I can exchange for it. I can
do whatever you want.”
At this point, Jazmine began to feel nervous. She clenched her fists.
She kept comforting herself. Don’t be afraid.
If she was afraid, the baby in her belly would be more so.
Giancarlo did not say a word for a long time. He just stared at Jazmine with his gloomy eyes. The chill inside
eyes made Jazmine tremble.
his
“What are you afraid of?”
Giancarlo snorted coldly.
That was right. What was she afraid of?
Giancarlo moved closer, his eyes full of ridicule. “You know the consequences of negotiating with me, right?”
As expected, Giancarlo did not agree or want to negotiate.
Jazmine gritted her teeth. “You can’t treat me like this. This baby is mine. You can’t give him to Yoselin.”
“You do not have a say. The child will be Yoselin’s.” Giancarlo slowly got up and looked down at Jazmine.
His eyes were cold.
It was as if he was looking at something disgusting.
Jazmine only felt a surge of anger in her heart.
When she was not pregnant, Giancarlo would always have sex with her without saying a word and regardless of when and where. Now, there was only coldness and disgust in his eyes as if sleeping with her was something disgusting.
Jazmine could not help but laugh.
She laughed so hard that she did not care about the pain in her body.
“You will stay in this ward for the remaining nine months,” Giancarlo said and prepared to leave.
There was no room for negotiation.
Jazmine couldn’t help but laugh.
He laughed so hard that tears came out. Giancarlo had no choice but to stop.
Only then did she slowly open her mouth. “Giancarlo, I will tell you one last time. This baby is mine. No one can take it away from me. If you insist on doing this, then we will see.”
She slowly took a breath, her eyes filled with determination. She had made up her mind to express her will. “Rather than letting you take it away, it would be better for me to end its life.”
The veins on Giancarlo’s forehead throbbed. He did not look back. His back looked very stiff.
Jazmine did not see his expression. She did not know if her threat worked. After he left, she fell to the ground.
She touched her belly.
The bitterness spread in her mouth. She knew that Giancarlo did not care about her life. Using her life to threaten him was a joke. She still did so.
All her leverage was the child.
Did Yoselin really care about the child in Jazmine’s belly? How far would Giancarlo go for this child?
If they cared a little, Jazmine would have a chance to resist.
Touching her flat belly, she felt more and more bitter. At the same time, she gained a lot of courage. A mother was strong. At this moment, she was unprecedentedly determined and knew how to go on her path.
Even if it was full of thorns, she would still bravely stick to it.
She did everything for the baby. It absolutely could not be caught in the bad guys‘ claws.
On the other side.
With a clang, the last vase fell to the ground. In the mess, a woman was standing in the middle of the room. and gasping for breath. She had received the news that Jazmine was pregnant again.
In a fit of anger, she smashed her apartment.
Someone opened the door and came in.
Yoselin looked over and saw that the person who came in was the Boss‘ right–hand man. She was anxious and asked with a guilty conscience, “Mr. Robinson.”
Mark Robinson looked around and frowned. He turned around and walked out.
Yoselin quickly chased after him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Robinson. I…”
“Boss wants me to tell you that he will come over at night. Get ready. Being angry is a good thing, but you should think of a way to solve the problem. Jazmine’s child is also Giancarlo’s. It is more beneficial for you to hold it in your hands. I don’t have to teach you this kind of thing, do I?”Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.