Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Chapter 236: Sometimes Traditional Things Are the Best

Without hearing Samuel's reply, Nicole knew that Samuel was thinking a lot. She sighed and said, “Actually, there's nothing wrong with my life. Don’t worry too much. I have promised you that I will grow old with you. Now you just need to take care of your affairs. I'll wait for you.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Samuel nodded.

 

He didn't know what else he could say right now. Having a good wife like her, what could he ask for? It was useless to say more. Right now, he could only solve his problem quickly and bring Nicole home.

 

“I'll contact you tomorrow. Bye.”

 

After all, this wasn’t her phone, and it was likely to expose her for talking too long.

 

After Nicole hung up the phone, she was somewhat disappointed.

 

This was the first time she was separated from Samuel.

 

After she was rescued by Samuel from the Fallen Angel Club last time, she thought that she would never be separated from Samuel again. But now, only a few days later, they were again.

 

How could it be so difficult to stay together for the rest of their lives?

 

Allen's obsessive love left Nicole speechless, but she wouldn't take Allen's methods lightly.

 

Nicole didn’t know if it was because she was thinking too much, or because she had slept for a while. She wasn't sleepy at all.

 

She sat on the sofa with a blanket. In this decoration style, she felt relieved.

 

Now that she was idle, she took the drawing paper and brush. When some ideas came to her mind, she bent over the coffee table and began to draw.

 

With time passing by, she felt sleepy. Sitting on the floor, she fell asleep with her upper part of body on the coffee table.

 

After Audrey woke up in the morning, she was surprised to see Nicole sleep on the coffee table.

 

Her long hair covered her face, but not her beauty.

 

When Audrey walked to her side, she found that Nicole was drawing sketches of cars.

 

There were all sorts of cars, including sports cars, sedan, and off-road vehicles. They were all similar, as if she wanted to design a series.

 

Nicole's drawing style was very delicate, but with a trace of masculinity. It was hard to tell it was drawn by a woman.

 

Perhaps it was because Audrey also liked drawing. She picked up the sketches and looked at them carefully.

 

This child's painting was excellent. It could be seen that she must have received professional trainings when she was young. No wonder she was able to see the bleakness and sadness in Audrey's paintings.

 

Audrey smiled in relief.

 

She wrapped a blanket around Nicole and put the sketches aside before heading to the kitchen.

 

The kitchen has been cleaned up by Nicole.

 

It looked like she was a neat girl.

 

This was much better than her daughter, Viola.

 

Audrey once again praised Nicole.

 

She opened the fridge, cooked some food, and took it to the dining table.

 

Nicole was awakened by the fragrance of the food.

 

"How fragrant!”

 

couldn't help but say it. Then she turned around and saw that Audrey

 

your hands for breakfast. How

 

scratched her head embarrassedly and said, "I don't know. Maybe I was too

 

her long hair, she

 

the cupboard. They

 

paused for a moment when Audrey's voice

 

she realize that she didn't bring anything. Fortunately, Audrey

 

"Thank you, Auntie Audrey.”

 

She took out the toothpaste and toothbrush and

 

her face, Nicole came out and saw that Audrey took out

 

if you don’t

 

“Not at all.’

 

how could Nicole

 

at Audrey's cosmetics. They weren't famous

 

you using domestic

 

not used to

 

persuaded her to change it more than once. She said that Audrey should use some

 

head and said, “No, no, I’m just surprised. Judging from your

 

traditional things are

 

with this sentence, Nicole

 

good. I’m not

 

Nicole spoke, she started to put on the

 

good with a

 

face carefully, no

 

that she really liked it,

 

to America

 

now. I am wondering if you could take

 

a

 

and said, "You may stay if you want. Normally, no one drops by. It’s just me.

 

“No.”

 

faintly and

 

Audrey's cosmetics back in place, then sat

 

a common Chinese breakfast, a bowl of millet porridge, a plate of cold dishes,

 

she had returned home and was

hard to imagine that she could have such a breakfast

 

Audrey, you must miss

 

moment at Nicole's words and then asked,

 

been in America, you will gradually be assimilated. Very few people can insist in having such an

 

"You're not that important."

 

Audrey smiled.

 

Nicole didn’t mind it.

 

with Audrey. Instead of the restraint between the elders and juniors, she felt a trace

 

does Viola

 

“No, she doesn't.”

 

Audrey sighed slightly.

 

and everything in America. Sometimes, I will wonder whether she's my

 

trace of helplessness, but it could

 

couldn't help but think

 

my mother. I wonder if she’s

 

Nicole sighed.

 

she was so determined.

 

she couldn't contact them. Nicole

 

Audrey, could I make a phone call? It's an international call, but I don’t have the money to pay

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