Chapter 323 Whoever doesn’t divorce in three months is a dog!
Reborn Before The Divorce
Bang!
The cup hit Nydiaâs forehead before falling onto her and rolling onto the sofa.
Both Sara and Rosalind were shocked. Rosalind did not expect Nydia not to dodge.
âAre you done? If youâre done, Iâll leave.â Nydia stood up.
She walked to the door and turned around, looking at Sara who was still in a daze, and smiled slightly with a hint of wickedness and mockery.
âSara, as long as Iâm not dead, youâll never be Mrs. Pascall.â
It was only then that Rosalind and Sara reacted. Rosalind wanted to go after Nydia but was stopped by Sara.
âMadam, forget it. I donât think sheâll get a divorce. She just wants to cling onto Jesse and suck his blood!â
Sara saw the determination and craziness for revenge in Nydiaâs eyes just now. When the cup was thrown at her, she felt that Nydia could have avoided it but didnât, and there was a hint of a smile on her lips, as if she did it on purpose.
From beginning to end, Nydia was always arrogant and confident, but there was a moment of distraction in the middle, as if she thought of something, and the disappointment in her eyes did not escape Saraâs eyes.
âHmph, I wonât let her get what she wants! We must protect Jesse!â Rosalind looked at Sara for help.
âMadam, donât worry. Iâll definitely protect Jesse!â Sara reassured her.
Nydia was starving when she returned to the Pascallâs and went straight to eat.
âMommy, why are you coming back so late today?â
âI met two bad people.â
âDid they bully you? How could Mommy go see bad people alone? Itâs too dangerous! Mommy, your foreheadâ¦â
Molly noticed and immediately called out, âBrother, Brother, Mommyâs injured.â
Tavish rushed over.
âHow did Mommy get hurt? Who did it?â Tavishâs face darkened, and his eyes showed a hint of killing intent.
âItâs nothing, just a small problem. Iâll talk to your father later. Donât worry about it.â
âMommy, you need to take care of it first.â
Nydia shook her head, âIâll show it to your father later.â
Tavish understood immediately and stopped persuading her. After all, although it looked scary, it shouldnât be a big problem.
Jesse came back late and was surprised to see Nydia sitting on the sofa in the living room.
âMissus, Boss had a drink,â Vergil said immediately upon seeing the situation.
Nydia stood up and walked over.
âMissus, what happened to your forehead?â
Jesse saw the swelling on her forehead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face became unpleasant.
âVergil, you can go back now,â Nydia said.
Vergil glanced at Jesse, and Jesse nodded, so Vergil left.
âDid you wait for me here on purpose today?â Nydia hadnât waited for him in the living room for a long time.
âWell, I want to show you the injury on my forehead.â
âWhy? Do you think Iâll feel sorry for you?â The mocking tone made Nydiaâs heart sting like being stung by a bee. But she didnât show any expression on her face.
âNo, I just want you to compensate me.â Her tone was flat, and her smile was indifferent.
âCompensate?â Jesse frowned.
Nydia pointed to the injury on her forehead. âYour mother hit me with a cup at Saraâs house.â
This statement made Jesseâs face change.
âWhat does that mean?â
âIt means that Sara tricked me into her house and joined forces with your mother to bully me, forcing me to step down and give up. They said that I was occupying a position and not doing anything.â
ââ¦â
The previous words were enough to make Jesse angry, and this last sentence made him even more angry.
âDid you tell your mother that we are getting divorced?â Nydia looked at him with a smirk.
Several rounds of stimulation in a row made Jesse angry. He sneered, âBecause you donât want to divorce.â
Nydiaâs face turned paler, and her right hand fingers subconsciously curled up.
âDonât worry, as soon as three months are up, I will divorce you immediately and wonât entangle you!â
Both her tone and her eyes were full of arrogance and determination, piercing Jesseâs eyes fiercely.
âIs that so? Youâd better keep your promise!â
Nydia sneered, âFor someone who canât keep their word, how about paying me one billion?â
âOkay!â
âDeal!â Both of their eyes were tightly fixed on each other, not letting go of any emotional changes in each otherâs eyes, but neither could see the true intentions in the otherâs eyes, as if a layer of iron and steel walls were blocking them.
Neither of them looked away first.
In the end, Nydia averted her gaze.
âYour mother hurt me, donât you think you should compensate me?â
âHow much do you think you should be compensated?â Jesse asked.
âThatâs up to you. How much do you think this injury is worth? Or how much do you think itâs worth for your mother and Sara to team up to bully me?â
She looked at Jesse with an exploratory gaze, throwing this difficult problem at him.
âLuckily, it didnât leave a scar, or I would have been disfigured.â
Jesse took out his phone and transferred money to Nydia.
While transferring money, he saw the two million he had transferred to Nydia when he was not in the right state of mind. The time interval was very short, and he couldnât remember why he had transferred it to her. Could it be because he had injured her himself?
They no longer had an intimate relationship, and he had no way of knowing if she was injured or not.
Nydiaâs phone beeped with a notification.
She looked at it and saw it was 500, 000.
âThank you, Mr. Pascall. 500, 000 is neither too much nor too little, itâs reasonable,â she said, and went back to her room.
She knew that Jesse would definitely go to settle accounts with Rosalind and Sara, so she didnât need to worry about it.
After taking a comfortable shower, she planned to deal with the injury on her forehead, which was a bit frightening, and she was afraid it would scare others at work tomorrow.
Someone knocked on the door.
âWho is it?â
There was no answer, but the person came in directly.
When she saw that it was Jesse, she was really surprised.
âIs there something you need?â she asked.
She had just finished her shower, with her cheeks slightly flushed and her whole body looking very moist and tender, with the fragrance of shower gel.
âIâll help you with the injury on your forehead,â he said, his voice already a bit hoarse.
âReason.â
âEveryone knows the reason.â
âWell, thatâs a good reason. Okay, come and help me with it.â
Both of them looked relaxed and indifferent, but their stiff muscles, tense bodies, and slightly pursed lips betrayed the fact that their emotions were not so relaxed at the moment.
When Nydia looked up at him, he was focused on her wound.
When he lowered his gaze to look at her, he could only see her curly eyelashes.
âAhhh!â she cried out in pain.
âJesse, if you make my injury worse, 500, 000 wonât solve the problem.â
âAh! Jesse, you!â Nydia suddenly felt a sharp pain, clearly intentional. âYou bastard!â
When Jesse heard Nydiaâs curse, his movement paused.
The next moment, he pinched Nydiaâs chin and said, âYouâre really good at cursing now.â
âSome people just donât mind their own business,â Nydia retorted, staring at him.
âIs that so?â Suddenly, he smiled.
But this smileâ¦
Before she could even react, his lips softened.