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."

Nicole's whereabouts like the back of

his eyes, Nicole did not read any anger or

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

knew what it was

in Bordeaux, Nicole wished she were dead. Now

and Pedro

such a

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

an arrow that was shot

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

how he was

man and had

Who schemed against Samuel?

Major, and

his apartment and

"Get off."

froze for a moment. It was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with a

belt and followed Zayn into

the strong smell

many wine bottles on the ground. Smoke filled

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

her silently but did

someone else. There was a trace of

"Pedro's death..."

I won't

going to say,

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

but I still

you comforting me? Or sympathizing

at Nicole and said with

She didn't know how to answer it

anyone would feel like they punched

sighed and whispered, "Please get

him a cup

suddenly said, "Pedro is my

This sentence astounded Nicole.

Now that she heard it from Zayn,

I need to say

I just want to talk

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

on her body and when Zayn was driving fast

a slight cramp from the pain. She twitched and had to drink some warm

sorrow and did not pay attention

seemed to be lost

Do you know what a slum

did

smile. The smile

a place 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

when those words were spoken by two 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 finally got a place in the entertainment industry. I told myself that I would to