Cordy worked hard to stay calm.
She left her phone on the table out at the banquet hall, and so had no way to call for help directly.
She gritted her teeth, and started to hammer against the door viciously.
However, most of the other guests already left the guest hall and there were no others in the ladies room.
She therefore couldn’t alert anyone despite the ruckus she was causing.
Her danger senses were screaming now, and she kept hitting the door. "Hello? Is there anyone out there?!"
There was still no response, and at that point, Cordy didn’t have to guess if her situation was an accident.
In fact, there was no doubt that this was all Nana's doing—and given Nana's heinous nature, she wasn’t such a trivial person to go that far just to lock her in.
Cordy worked hard to quell her unease, and decided that she had to free herself since there was no one out there to help.
She looked around the toilet cubicle, but the doors and the walls reached up to the ceiling, affording her no space to climb out.
The only way was to kick open that door, and she didn’t hesitate.
Putting away the foreboding thoughts in her mind, she kicked at the door while still wearing her high-heels, withstanding the pain.
Her leg was slightly better after the injury from that accident before, so she could attend the wedding without a wheelchair. But even as she kicked with her uninjured foot, the stress still strained her other leg, and she started to sweat bullets.
Nonetheless, she didn’t drag her feet and kept kicking at the door as hard as she could.
But it was a luxury hotel, and even the door in the ladies' room cubicle was sturdier than she initially expected.
She was eventually panting tiredly, but the door was still not budging—what on earth could be used out there that held the door fast to such an extent?!
Despite working so hard to stay calm earlier, she was beginning to panic. She wondered if Patrick would come for her.
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