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."

whereabouts like the back of his hand, which

Nicole did not read any

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

it was

from the cliff in Bordeaux, Nicole wished she were dead. Now that

Pedro had

such a

Olivia was so scared that she got down to stop him,

away like an arrow that was

window and watched everything

wondered how he

always been a proud man

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now there was

his apartment and

"Get off."

It was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with

belt and followed Zayn

apartment was in a mess, and the strong smell of smoke made Nicole cough

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

and opened it, then

looked at her silently but did

he took Nicole as someone else. There was a trace of longing in

"Pedro's death..."

not Samuel. Don't worry, I

Nicole was going to say, so he spoke

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

I know I can't change anything, but I

comforting me?

and said

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

like they punched on

sighed and whispered, "Please get me some water.

and poured him a cup of

Zayn took it, he suddenly said, "Pedro

This sentence astounded Nicole.

there was no evidence. Now that she heard it from Zayn, Nicole was

I need to say

want to talk to

depressed Nicole, but she didn't know what to say. She just sat beside him and poured herself

body and when Zayn was driving fast just now, he

a slight cramp from the pain. She twitched and

and

be lost in

a slum. Do you know what a slum

Zayn did not need

a smile. The smile was

for low-class 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

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 would to give Pedro the best