Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

"You kidnapped Zoe? Where was she?"

Mrs. Don became nervous.

Nicole had lost a child for Mrs. Don's antidote. The last thing Mrs. Don wanted was for Nicole to lose another child because of her stupidity. If that happened, Nicole would go mad, and Mrs. Don would never forgive herself.

Noticing that Mrs. Don was on edge, Viola said with a smile, "What? Now you are anxious? You remember she is your granddaughter? Hilarious. You used to believe everything I said. You were so cruel to your own granddaughter. Now you feel sorry for her? You want to be nice to her? Do you think Nicole will forgive you?"

Mrs. Don looked unhappy when she heard that.

"Shut up!"

"Me? You used to love listening to me, my dear grandmother."

Viola continued to laugh. Mrs. Don's face burned with anger.

Jason had Viola's mouth covered.

"Let me ask you again. Did you kidnap Zoe? Where did you take her?"

Viola growled and wanted to say something, so Jason told his man to remove his hand.

"How do I know where that girl is? If I had her, how could I waste the opportunity to torture Nicole? I would dry that girl's blood and shoot a video for Nicole. I would enjoy knowing that Nicole was devastated and guilty as hell! It would kill her when she watched her daughter die but couldn't do anything about it!

"You bitch!"

Mrs. Don slapped Viola again.

She couldn't believe she had doted on this monster of a woman!

She must have been blind to not see through this woman's disguise. How she had hurt her own granddaughter!

Hit again, Viola somehow laughed wildly.

"Hit me! Why not kill me? I want to see what you can do when your withdrawal hits. I want everyone in Seapolis City to know that you are on drugs! That the respected Mrs. Don is actually an addict! How amusing!"

Viola laughed again. Mrs. Don was so angry that she almost couldn't catch her breath. Fortunately, Jason had been watching her all this while and hastily patted her back to calm her down.

"Mom, don't be angry. I'll take care of this. Don't worry about it."

It took Mrs. Don a while to recover. She stared at Viola and said fiercely, "Put her in the dungeon. She doesn't deserve an easy death! I will make sure she suffers!"

"I see. Mom, leave this to me. Come with me first. You are in no condition to put yourself through this."

Jason was really worried.

He was afraid that Mrs. Don would fall ill.

Mrs. Don was feeling uncomfortable, but she forced herself to see through this interrogation.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm home. Get this heartless bitch out of my face. I feel murderous when I see her."

Almost!

itch to kill

Viola taken

couldn't get her devilish voice out

She remembered Nicole.

want to see her. I need to explain something to her. I've misunderstood her for so long. I owe her

Don couldn't wait to

feared she might not get out of the sanatorium

her. Nicole's child died so that

bullied for so long, even if Mrs. Don

what Viola said was true, Nicole

set up for Nicole's arrival. Please speak nicely to her when

good. I remember that girl likes crispy pancakes and mangoes. Buy some of

Mrs. Don got excited.

keep it to himself that Nicole wouldn't be nice

break it to his mother, who happened

busy preparing things, while Mrs. Don felt

be back in this family and close to her

they would have had a

Don felt sad

was hoping but also a little afraid to

flowed onward. It was already past two o'clock,

was a tad

go and find out if Nicole is too embarrassed to

Don might

how could she be

Jason didn't say anything and went out to check. Not to mention Nicole, the Greens didn't even send a

been delayed by

We will

but she looked

Nicole. She didn't even bother to give

Mrs. Don got impatient.

find out what

was reluctant to do

he say on the

ask Nicole to come because her

would sound like the Dons had something to

"Do it! Hurry up!"

Mrs. Don said anxiously.

Jason had

on

invited Lucas for a video chat. Lucas told her he was fine in the Green's, so she was relieved. After chatting with Lucas for a while, she got a little sleepy and took a nap. Then

not want to answer, but the phone kept ringing, and she

hung up

went straight to voicemail,

was Nicole's M.

much, so she had been done with this family long ago. She had been kind enough to inform Mrs. Don. Her patience had run out,

quickly asked, "No one answered? Or did Nicole say

answered. Perhaps the phone is