Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband

Chapter 442 The Executioner

It turned out Melody had known all along.

She smiled faintly, her gaze shifting slowly to the phone clenched tightly in Suzanna's hand.

With ease, she snatched it away.

Taking a look at the screen, she noticed the call on the other end had already been disconnected.

It was as if Suzanna had never dialed that number.

As if the person on the other end had never even answered.

Melody stared at the familiar number, the call lasting no more than ten seconds, a cold gleam flashing in her eyes.

Why had she called Arnold in her moment of desperation?

And his attitude... It was a stark contrast to how he used to treat her back in the Shield family.

Once, Arnold had clearly been more protective of her.

But just now ...

Melody's mind was a mess.

Her irritation growing, she tightened her grip and with a vicious yank, tore a large swathe of skin from the back of Suzanna's hand.

Suzanna's pain was so excruciating that she wished she could faint right then and there.noveldrama

But she didn't dare.

Judging from the situation, if she fainted, there was no telling how Melody might torment her next. The hall was packed with people at the moment.

Even if her orchestrated livestream had been cut off or sabotaged by Tyrell or the Moore family ...

At least, with so many witnesses here in the hall, no matter how many of her crimes were exposed, she was still the Shield family's biological daughter.

Her father was present, too. He wouldn't let Melody outright kill her.

Just as she expected.

After peeling another piece of skin off the back of Suzanna's hand, Sean finally couldn't stand it any longer.

He looked at Melody in utter disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and anger. He bellowed, "Melody! No matter how unruly Suzanna is, no matter how badly she's messed up, she's still your biological younger sister, your own flesh and blood!

"Even if you're furious and want to punish her-

"There's no need for you to do it yourself, staining your hands with blood. What, are you trying to play executioner?"

Standing just behind Melody, Tyrell loomed silently, and Sean dared not push his reprimand too far. Instead, he tried reasoning with her, appealing to her emotions.

But Melody didn't even spare him an extra glance. She bent down, picked up the severed finger still warm from the ground, and unceremoniously tossed it to Sean.

Sean was about to say more, but his reflexes kicked in when an object suddenly flew toward him.

Without thinking, he instinctively caught it.

Looking down, his fingers gave the object a squeeze.

Warm. Soft. Damp.

Strangely... tactile.

Sean gave it another pinch, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream shattered the tense silence of the hall.

Sean was scared out of his wits. Panicking, he tried to fling the severed finger out of his hand.

But in the next moment, another warm, soft object, still slightly moist, landed squarely on his face- courtesy of Melody.

His wide-eyed gaze darted toward

Suzanna, and she was crouched on the floor in agony, the skin on the back of her right hand now gone.

Meanwhile, the spot on his cheek covered by the warm object burned painfully as if it were scalded.

Another bloodcurdling scream tore through the hall.

Sean rolled his eyes and collapsed, fainting on the spot.

Melody, holding the surgical knife in

her hand, took a step forward, coming to stand over Sean's

unconscious body. She tilted the et

blade slightly, letting its sharp edge glide across the skin on his face.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, she peeled back a section of his cheek. The piece of skin dangled in midair,

fluttering slightly.

Suzanna was so horrified by the sheer madness of the scene that her soul nearly fled her body.

She wanted to faint too.