Chapter 635 Locked In, Locked Out
“Was it Wendy?” Tommy asked.
Yunice could only think of one person
enough to pull something like this–Wendy.
Tommy scowled. “This is ridiculous.”
He pulled out his phone to call someone to unlock the door.
But before the call could even go thro
the screen suddenly went black.
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Tommy stared at it, embarrassed. “It’s dead…”
Then quickly added, “I swear I didn’t plan this, Yunice. Don’t worry–I’ll explain everything to your husband.”
That only made it sound worse.
Yunice shot him a skeptical glance. Tommy immediately rushed to explain. “You’re not familiar with the school layout. The med campus was renovated. The area you’re in now is part of the old campus–the labs, music rooms, and storage areas like this are only used for special cases. No one comes around here unless they have to.”
“So… it might be a while before anyone finds us. And… we’re a guy and a girl… alo
His implication was clear.
Yunice wasn’t listening. She was thinking.
Why would Wendy prank her by stealing her phone?
Did she lock them in just to buy time to crack it–or was she trying to stir up a scandal between her and Tommy?
Either way, it was trouble.
Yunice’s phone was full of sensitive information. Thankfully, it had dual systems. If it had only fallen into Wendy’s hands, there’d be nothing to worry about. But if someone truly skilled got into it and found the second system…
Still, she had long prepared for this.
Tommy paced the supply room, looking for a way out.
The windows were sealed, and they were on the fifth floor.
The vents were too narrow and too dangerous.
And the door? No chance.
“Yunice… maybe help me look around?” Tommy said, glancing at her lounging calmly in a chair. “Aren’t you worried?
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He sighed. “I’m a resident instructor. You’re a student. If someone starts spreading rumors, you might get expelled, and I’d be fired. It’d go on my record.”
Yunice shrugged. “If we were really having an affair, why would we lock the door from the outside?”
“Huh?” Tommy blinked, then realization dawned.
How could two people inside a room lock it from the outside with a chain?
Obviously, they couldn’t.
The whole setup contradicted the story.
Yunice muttered under her breath, “Idiots.”
But Tommy wasn’t done worrying. “What if she comes back, unlocks the door, and yells for help?”
“Then we’d be caught right here. And people would think the worst.”
Yunice smiled faintly. “That’s what I’m waiting for.”
Tommy stared at her like she’d gone mad. “Yunice… don’t joke like that. You’re married.”
She leaned back in her chair and said lazily, “You should be worrying about yourself. If Wyatt gets mad, he’ll probably deal with you first.”
The image of Wyatt’s cold, terrifying face flashed through Tommy’s mind.
“Please don’t say things like that right now,” he muttered.
Yunice asked, “Do you know when someone usually comes by this place?”
Tommy thought for a moment. “Since it’s far from the main campus, student reps usually prepare during lunch. Then materials are returned after school.”
“So, no one comes during class? Only after it ends?”
It took about ten minutes to get from the new campus to the old one.
Yunice walked to the window and looked at the massive clock on the teaching building across the courtyard.
No phone, but the time was clear.
Two hours until the end of the school day.
Being caught in a fake scandal wasn’t Yunice’s main concern.
She wanted to know exactly who had her phone.
Nora sat in the music room, connecting Yunice’s phone to her laptop.
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Unlocking it was easy. She cracked the screen lock in no time.
She opened WhatsApp and looked through the contact list
At the top was Wyatt, with one unread message.
She tapped it without thinking
Wyatt: “What are you doing?”
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Nora pursed her lips and scrolled up. The chat history wasn’t long, just four or five messages per day.
Wyatt always messaged first. Yunice usually replied with one line.
Never more than a half–hour between them.
“Have you eaten?”
“What did you eat?”
“What are you doing?”
Boring, repetitive questions–but he sent them daily.
Nora felt a tightening in her chest.
Just then, another message popped up.
Wyatt: “Busy?”
Nora froze. Exactly thirty minutes had passed since his last message.
If he didn’t get a reply soon… He would definitely call.
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