Chapter 87 It Is Doomed
Jasmine was already outside. Luggage by her feet. Three suitcases, neatly lined. She stood still beside them, arms crossed, face pale, lips dry. Her eyes looked like they hadn’t slept. They didn’t hold light anymore. Just a quiet kind of sadness. Like something inside her had shut down.
Mrs Jenkins stood close to the door, her sad eyes peered at Jasmine’s figure. She didn’t know what went wrong but it was too abrupt and sad.
She was unaware of the fight that made Jasmine pack her stuff and wanted to leave.
Jasmine hadn’t seen Kingsley since last night. Since he handed her the divorce papers.
No words. No reason. Just his last goodbye gift where he ruined Jack and a silent treatment.
Nicole’s car pulled up in front of the door and she rushed over. She didn’t even greet her. Just stared at the suitcases and then at Jasmine’s face.
"This is bullshit," Nicole hissed.
"It’s morning. Don’t cuss." Jasmine said tiredly as she moved away from the door.
Mrs Jenkins came over. She held Jasmine’s hand. "My dear."
Jasmine smiled bitterly at the old woman. She shook her head, knowing damn well what she wanted to say or ask. But she had no idea either. Only Kingsley knew the reason he was doing all this to her.
Nicole grabbed the first suitcase and tossed it into the trunk. "You don’t even know what you did wrong? He didn’t say anything?"