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."

the back of his

up at Zayn again. From his eyes, Nicole did not read

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

what it was like

wished she were dead. Now

and Pedro

true, such a pain would be so

scared that she got down to stop him, but she was

sped away like an arrow that was

have much emotion. She leaned against the window and watched everything outside going back while thinking

wondered how he was doing

man and had never suffered

Who schemed against Samuel?

Major, and now

drove to his apartment and

"Get off."

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

belt and followed

and the strong smell of smoke made Nicole cough

on the ground. Smoke

to the window and opened it, then bent down to tidy up the

at her silently

else. There was a trace of longing in

"Pedro's death..."

Samuel. Don't worry, I won't

Nicole was going to say, so he spoke before

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

anything, but I still have to

comforting me? Or

and said with

by his sudden questioning. She didn't know how to answer it properly, so she just shut

they punched

"Please get me some water. Thank

and poured him a cup

Zayn took it, he suddenly

This sentence astounded Nicole.

there were rumors, there was no evidence. Now that

need to say

I just want to talk

didn't know what to say. She just sat beside him and

driving fast just now, he

twitched and had

in great sorrow and did not

seemed to be lost

I met in a slum. Do you know what a slum looks

knew that Zayn did not need

into a smile. The smile

people, and that's true. There, many people couldn't even feed themselves. I was chased down and had to flee to there. I stayed there for three days without food or water and was almost starved to death. It was Pedro who gave me his food and told me to join the entertainment industry after learning what

people in the slum? But I agreed. From 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