My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 896 Snow

Also, last time, when the maid of the house was scratched by the Lena fox, the maid had said that Lena fox smelled a strange smell when it attacked. Combined with all that, she felt that the Lena fox, now, was inside her room.

And just now, in that moment of getting up, the thing that was touched in the palm of her hand, that was it.

Everything, really, is not an illusion.

In an instant, she felt even more creeped out.

The hand that was holding the phone subconsciously clenched it.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a brown shadow fly past her eyes.

The shadow appeared and disappeared in a fraction of a second.

She couldn't really see anything.

However, the moment the figure flashed before her eyes, the strange smell at the tip of her nose became even clearer.

Her heart, once again, raced.

Her face, which had been white and red, had turned white.

She stood up again, squeezed her phone tightly and said to Noah, "Honey. I just experienced something strange. I think I saw that thing."

"That thing, before my eyes, flashed. I saw a white shadow and smelled a strong, strange smell. Do you remember what the maid in my house said when she was scratched by the Lena fox? She said she smelled something strange."

"If this isn't the thing finding its way to the door, what is it?" Jocelyn said as she looked around.

The intense fear that wrapped her up so tightly made her feel breathless.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she once again felt a man standing at her back.

She then took a quick, deep breath again before looking behind her.

Immediately afterwards, another brown shadow whizzing past.

"I saw it again."

"Come down from the bedroom and go to the courtyard, get the bodyguard, and I will go back immediately." Noah said.

Jocelyn walked to the bedroom door before attempting to reach for it.

But at this moment, she found that the door would not open at all.

And immediately afterwards, her mobile phone automatically switched off.

The phone is off and she is oblivious to it.

She continued to hold the phone in one hand, resting it on her ear, as she continued to keep trying to open the door with the other hand.

But the door, however, seemed to be firmly welded shut by something.

It won't open.

Jocelyn instantly felt that the situation was even more unpleasant.

She thought it must be the thing that was deliberately tossing her around to keep her from leaving the room.

Possibly, the thing is about to exact its own revenge here.

The human instinct to survive made her heart beat faster and faster, and the strength in her hands became stronger and stronger.

As she frantically opened the door, she said to the other side of the phone, "Honey, the door to the room won't open."

However, there was no response at all from the other side.

She instantly took a quick glance at her phone.

Only to find that the phone had turned itself off at some point.

She clearly remembered that her phone's battery was fully charged just now.

It is impossible to switch off automatically because of a lack of power.

And this phone, which one bought new last month and which automatically switched off because it was broken, is naturally not possible.

She uses this phone, the best brand, out of the most expensive model.

It is impossible to have any problems.

The only explanation is that maybe that Lena fox is up to no good.

She instantly tried to turn it on.

Yet it was not possible, at all.

More flustered, she went straight to the front of the bedside table and picked up the landline.

The moment she put the phone to her ear, she was even more surprised.

There was no sound from the phone in her ear.

And there was no response from the phone.

It looks like a toy telephone with no electricity.

And yesterday, it was still good.

What else could this be if not the Lena Fox?

Was it planning to put her in her place by trapping her here and not letting her leave or even contact anyone?

The thought of it made her even more frightened.

No matter how light-hearted a person may appear, it is impossible to face death without fear.

Her instinct for survival, once again, prompted her to start turning her head.

Glancing at the window, she decided, she would just leave through it.

With that in mind, she went to the window at once and tried to open it.

As she opened the window, she shouted to the bodyguards outside the door, in the courtyard, who were patrolling and plowing snow for help, "Help."

As she pleaded for help, she kept tapping on the glass in the window.

However, it was as if there was some kind of barrier between here and outside.

No matter how much she screamed, she couldn't even be heard outside.

During this time some of the bodyguards would inadvertently fix their eyes on where she was.

But every one of them seemed to be unable to see her at all.

No response was given to her at all.

Not even setting eyes on her.

Next, she ran in front of the other windows.

Start trying to open one window at a time and try to tap on the window for help one at a time.

In the end, however, she found that the results were the same.

Every window, from the room to the bathroom, would not open.

Outside, no matter how much she shouted, they cannot hear her voice or see her face.

It was as if one was divided from those outside.

It was as if she was in a different dimension, she could see them but they could not see her.

She knew that it must have been the Lena Fox who had cast some kind of spell.

Trying so hard that nothing could be done, Jocelyn chose to give up.

For she could not find a second way but to give up.

She struggled to overcome the fear throughout her body and went straight back to her room.

She took a quick look around before clenching her fists and finding a gun.

And then loading the gun, Jean turned to the air of the room and declared, coldly, "I know it's you. I know that you're here to get back at me. If you want to do anything, just show yourself, don't toss me like this.

Since she can't get out, she might as well try hard and fight it!

Anyway, if that Lena fox is running for her life.

Today, then, it is death not to try.

It is impossible for an ordinary man without magic to defeat a demon with magic.

Just then, on the ceiling, a snowstorm suddenly fell.

It was an image that stunned her eyeballs.

One by one, the snowflakes fall to the ground and eventually turn into a single brown fox fur.

The air, with its strange smell, intensified.