Reborn Before The Divorce

Passing out, Jesse has a long, agonizing dream.

In the dream he went back in time to the time he was kidnapped.

His memories of this kidnapping are rather vague, what he remembers more clearly instead is that he met Nydia as a child after he escaped, and his memories of everything before that are vague.

At the time, the psychiatrist said it was because he had suffered a bad shock and his brain was self-protective and would blur out the painful memories.

But now it seems that Alex had someone hypnotize him to blur out the memory, but deep down he remembers the feeling of betrayal, and that’s a big part of why he can’t trust people.

At the time, he was being held in a shipping container, empty and alone.

He had been beaten.

Both hands and feet were tied and his mouth was taped shut.

The corners of his forehead and cheeks were bruised.

He didn’t struggle, he just stayed still, knowing that struggling was useless, it would only be a waste of energy, he observed the container, but it was too simple, so simple that he couldn’t see any flowers, he wanted to run out, there was only one exit and that was the doorway, but the doorway was locked by them, he couldn’t get out.

There was movement at the door, he leaned back in the corner and closed his eyes pretending to sleep.

Then came the sound of footsteps, three or four people could be heard.

“I can’t believe you’re still sleeping.” After saying that Jesse was splashed with cold water and he opened his eyes to look at the people standing in front of him.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Four men, each wearing a mask.

But he instantly recognized one of them as the alpha.

Jesse, who was only twelve at the time, already had the ability to tell the difference.

He met the man’s eyes and only thought that they seemed familiar.

“This is the heir of the Pascall Group? It’s nothing more than that!”

Jesse never said anything, he had inquired before but there was no answer, these people obviously wanted to humiliate him, the more he responded, the more he fueled their flames, so it was better not to respond.

“What do you say, if you die, will the Pascall Group still be able to choose a qualified heir?” The chief crouched down to meet his eyes, his voice seemed muffled coming through his mask, not very audible and unable to distinguish the timbre.

Except that he still thought those eyes looked familiar.

He had a good memory and never forgot anyone or anything he had seen, he must have seen the owner of those eyes before.

“Do I look familiar to you?”

“Are you someone I know?” Jesse asked.

Instead of answering immediately, however, the man got up and stood, distancing himself from him.

“Jesse, you will indeed grow to be a worthy heir, but I don’t want you to be the heir.” With those words he ordered the gasoline to be poured on.

At once the entire container was filled with the smell of gasoline.

Jesse panicked, there was only one exit from this container, there was no way for him to escape, he would be burned alive here.

The gasoline was poured on the circle of the container close to the corner, even if the fire was lit, it didn’t burn him that fast, but he couldn’t get out, burning to death was sooner or later, and the temperature inside the container would rise very quickly.

After lighting the fire, the fire quickly spread.

A couple of masked men stood in the doorway position watching him.

“Jesse, good luck.” He said as he took off his mask.

The moment he saw the face under the mask he froze, it was Alex, it was actually Alex!

It was something he hadn’t expected in any way, one eye opened extremely wide, horrified, shocked, and overwhelmed.

The door was slammed shut and the face disappeared.

There was a smile on that face before it disappeared.

The temperature around him was rising, the burning sensation brought him back to his senses, his hands and feet were tied, and it was becoming difficult to even move.

And the knots that helped him were of a rather special kind that he couldn’t undo, but now that there was a fire, he moved over and carefully used it to burn the ropes off his hands.

A bit of fire was also burned on his clothes, and he hurriedly patted it off, then quickly untied the ropes from his feet as well, and rushed towards where the door was, but it wouldn’t open, and the iron door was getting hotter and hotter.

No, must get out!

The high temperature roasted his face red, and he was about to suffocate.

There was no way an adult, let alone a child, could survive such a situation.

Jesse thought it would be better to be burned alive than to try again, and he slammed into the door with all his strength.

Suddenly the door was slammed open and his whole body rushed out due to inertia, just as he was celebrating, he suddenly fainted when he was knocked hard behind him.

“JesseJesse!” said Nydia as she bit Jesse hard to wake him from his sleep, but Jesse struggled in his sleep with a pained look on his face and couldn’t open his eyes.

They could only resort to relative violence and finally woke Jesse up.

Jesse, who opened his eyes, had fear and disbelief in his eyes, and seemed to be completely unrecognizable to these people in front of him.

“Jesse?” called Nydia tentatively.

Jesse looked at Nydia, his eyes were confused at first, then regained clarity as he held Nydia in his arms, “Come on, let’s go, don’t stay here, it’s dangerous.”

“Dangerous? Dangerous how?”

“They’re coming after us, they’re coming after us, come on.” Jesse pulled Nydia up and was about to leave, but was stopped by the others.

He shielded Nydia behind him, “Get out of the way guys!”

“Jesse, do you know them?” Nydia asked tentatively.

“Who are they?”

Jesse’s answer stunned everyone.

He actually didn’t recognize them.

“Mr. Pascall, I’m Frederick!”

“I’m Vincent, your good friend Vincent.”

“Mr. Pascall, I’m Vergil, ah the Vergil you love and hate.”

Everyone looked at Vergil in unison, what kind of prefix is that?

But right now everyone’s focus was on Jesse, they didn’t bother with Vergil, a few pairs of eyes stared straight at Jesse, Jesse cooled his face down, “What are you looking at me for?”

“Jesse, you recognize me don’t you?” Nydia thought it was strange, why did she know her and not the others?

“Thanks to you saving me, but how … are you a little different?” Jesse stared at Nydia carefully but immediately put away the expression on his face, “Let’s go first, these people aren’t necessarily good people.”

Frederick and Vergil, they immediately felt incredibly wronged.

Mr. Pascall ah, what’s wrong with you? You’re so scary like that!

Nydia listened to Jesse’s words and felt something was wrong, she saved him?

Wasn’t that the kidnapping one?

“Jesse, tell me, how old are you now?” She asked tentatively.

“Twelve, why?” He snapped after asking, “I said why are you so weird, how did you get so old?”

Crowd: “…”

Jesse the Dinobot is dumbfounded!

He actually goofed!

“Mrs. Pascall, you tell him to look in the mirror!” Vergil just couldn’t take it anymore, he couldn’t accept that the wise and honorable Jesse had turned into this stupid look, he’d rather Jesse treat him again than turn into this idiotic look.

Nydia took Jesse to the mirror, in the mirror, a meter eight or so tall, adult looking.

However, he gets a headache just looking at it and doesn’t want to look at it again, and is very repulsed by it.

He even breaks the mirror directly, shocking the crowd.