Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

"Watch out!"

Olivia broke out in cold sweat and grabbed the handle in the car. Nicole's face was somewhat pale and cold sweat oozed out of her forehead.

Ashley was composed, but the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Nicole braked. The screech was terrifyingly ear-piercing.

The cars almost crashed, but they finally stopped with a very close distance between them.

Nicole's heart beat wildly. Before she could calm down, the door of the Ferrari opened.

Zayn, dressed in a white suit, walked out of the Ferrari and knocked on the door of Nicole's car.

Nicole's heart skipped a beat.

Ever since she found out that the person who died was Zayn's assistant, Nicole had been wondering when Zayn would find her. Now, before she got on the plane, Zayn had come to her. Although she was not surprised, Nicole still frowned.

"Get out of the car. Let's talk."

Zayn's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like he wasn't in a good mood.

Olivia grabbed Nicole and whispered, "You can't go. What if he goes mad and kills you? Don't forget that you're still injured."

However, Nicole knew that she had to go. No matter what, his assistant was dead, and out of conscience, she had to go meet him.

"I'd better go. I have to give Zayn an explanation. And if he wants to accuse Samuel, there will be nothing we can do. Right now, the most important thing is to resolve the misunderstanding."

As Nicole spoke, she unbuckled her seat belt.

Olivia was anxious.

"Don't be stupid, okay? It's a misunderstanding. How can you resolve it with just a few words? Look how Zayn is like! He can't wait to kill people. It will be useless to go out talk to him and you'd better wait until we get back to Seapolis City."

Ashley coughed and said, "Nicole will take care of this herself. Don't worry about her."

Olivia was immediately irritated.

"What kind of doctor are you? It's not like you don't know her current condition."

"Alright, stop arguing. Wait here."

Nicole got out of the car in disregard of everyone's opinions.

Zayn had a strong smell of tobacco, which made Nicole's throat itch.

She subconsciously pinched her nose and heard Zayn whisper, "Let's talk alone."

"Okay."

Nicole agreed.

"Where to talk?"

"In my car! Don't worry, I won't delay you from boarding the plane."

knew Nicole's whereabouts like the back

at Zayn again. From his eyes, Nicole did not read any anger or other emotions, only

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

what it was like to

were dead. Now that she saw Zayn

and Pedro had an

this was true, such a pain

damaged Zayn's car. Olivia was so scared that she got down to stop

sped away like an

not have much emotion. She leaned against the window and watched everything outside going back while thinking

how he

always been a proud man and had never suffered

Who schemed against Samuel?

Major, and now there was

drove to his apartment

"Get off."

apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her, but

unbuckled the seat belt and followed Zayn into the

a mess, and the strong smell of smoke made

scanned the surroundings. There were many wine bottles on the ground. Smoke filled the entire room and her vision was

the window and opened it, then bent

at her silently but did not stop

was unfocused as if he took Nicole as someone else. There

"Pedro's death..."

I won't cause him

Nicole was going to say,

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

I still have to say, I'm sorry for

you comforting me? Or sympathizing

Nicole and said with

his sudden questioning. She didn't know

would feel like they punched on the cotton and their

sighed and whispered, "Please get

and poured him a

he suddenly said, "Pedro is my

This sentence astounded Nicole.

rumors, there was no evidence. Now that she heard

need to

want to talk to

depressed Nicole, but she didn't know what to say. She just sat

Zayn was driving fast just now, he didn't

now, Nicole felt a slight cramp from the pain. She twitched and had to drink

great sorrow and did not pay

be lost

slum. Do you know what

Zayn did not need her

lips curled into a smile. The smile

there for three days without food or

the moment Pedro gave me his food, I knew he was the one who was sincere to me. He and I left the slum, escaped the hunt, survived hunger and hardship, and finally got a place in the entertainment industry. I told myself that I