Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 489

Hearing Grace's question, Jasmine lifted her big wavy curls and smiled smugly.

"Grace, you poor thing, I heard you can't be a mother, I didn't expect Dexter to find someone so strong."

She can't be a mother!

Grace's face paled, "What are you saying? Why can't I be a mother anymore?"

"Huh, you didn't know that? I just asked the doctor, and that's what they told me."

Jasmine looked innocent, "They said, you are so poor, by a few people that what, hurt the uterus, and will never be able to have children again."

She hurt her uterus.

No more fertility in the future!

Grace's eyes suddenly went scarlet.

She gave Jasmine a death stare, "How did you know the person who did this to me was Dexter?"

"Because, I was the one who had someone tell him that you were the woman Louis cared about most, and that if you wanted to make Louis miserable, you had to make the people he cared about miserable!"

Jasmine moved closer to Grace and admired her face turn.

She's the one who told Dexter!

It was Jasmine who set her up!

Grace's chest rose and fell violently as she threw the pillow at Jasmine.

"It's you, you're the one who got me into this!"

Jasmine hurriedly took two steps back, her eyes full of mockery.

"Grace, I'm trying to help you. Didn't you want to get close to Louis for Marcus, but you haven't been able to get to him? Now is the best time to do it. You're hurting because of him, and you're the baby's real mother, so you should take this opportunity to get him to marry you anyways."

Grace's face was full of grimace.

"Jasmine, I'm going to kill you!"

Kill her?

Does she have what it takes?

Jasmine snorted, "Grace, if I were you, I'd think about how to sit on the throne of the hostess of Johnson family. Don't forget, you still have a handle in my hand, if you can't catch Louis, you think you still have what value left? Do you still think you can marry my husband? My husband will not marry a woman who has been played until she is broken."

Grace's face was as pale as paper, and the way she looked at Jasmine seemed to cut her to pieces.