Reborn Before The Divorce

Her voice was not small, and everyone heard it, including the viewers watching the live stream online.

Barrages flew across the screen once again:

“No way, they actually locked her up?”

“This is getting more and more interesting.”

“Quick, look at Willette, she seems like she’s about to faint.”

Willette’s face was now deathly pale, devoid of any color, as if she could faint at any moment.

“Sis? Sis, I’m really hungry. Can you give me a bread?” Nydia’s voice came again.

“Open the door!” Jesse ordered coldly.

“Nydia, what are you talking about? Didn’t you lock the door yourself and refuse to eat?” Willette’s voice trembled, but she tried to remain calm.

“Sis, what are you talking about? I can’t open the door!” Nydia tried several times, but she couldn’t open it.

But Willette remained firm in her statement. “She locked it herself. She must have heard Jesse coming and said that on purpose.”

The barrage in the live stream chat was full of question marks, completely puzzled.

The netizens wrote down:

“Please turn this into a TV drama, thank you, I will definitely support it! It’s so good!”

“Agree!”

Vergil stood behind Jesse, looking confused as well.

But from the moment he entered the room, he had been observing Willette and knew that there was something wrong with her.

He didn’t know how this would all end today.

Fortunately, Nydia had already finished eating, otherwise he thought the first thing Boss would do was to kick down the door.

“Father-in-law, do you want to know if the lock is on the outside or the inside? We can get a locksmith to come and find out, don’t you think?”

He smirked, his jet-black eyes casually falling on Cade.

The netizens were amazed.

“That gaze, it’s amazing!”

“That gaze is killing me!”

“Jesse looked so beautiful just now, it’s like he’s a demon!】

Cade just felt tired.

“Nydia said she’s hungry. If we wait for the locksmith, it will delay things. Let’s just kick down the door,” he said.

“Since Father-in-law said so, let’s kick it,” he gestured for Vergil to go over.

“Missus, please step back a bit. I’m going to kick the door in.”

“Vergil?”

“It’s me, Missus.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’ll step back then.”

Vergil stepped forward and kicked out, and the door opened with a loud bang.

Nydia, who was standing inside, was startled and then stunned to see so many people.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her face.

Willette suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Nydia’s hand. “Nydia, I’m sorry, I didn’t help you stop Jesse.”

“Ah, Sis, you’re hurting me,” Nydia cried out, and Willette immediately let go.

The camera turned to Nydia’s hand, which was indeed red from being pinched.

“What’s going on?” she asked, looking dazed at Jesse and the reporters.

But Jesse’s gaze fell on her forehead, where the swelling had gotten worse.

“Mrs. Pascall, what happened to your forehead?” the reporter asked.

Nydia didn’t answer, but instead looked at Willette and shook her head. “I accidentally hit it.”

“Mrs. Pascall, you said earlier that you were locked up here and had nothing to eat. What’s going on?” The journalist continued to ask.