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

Zayn again. From his eyes, Nicole did not

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

was

were dead. Now that she

and Pedro

such a pain would

scared that she got

car sped away like an

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

wondered how he was

had always been a proud man and had never suffered

Who schemed against Samuel?

Major, and now there

to his apartment and

"Get off."

apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her, but Nicole had no other

the seat belt and followed Zayn into

apartment was in a mess, and the

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

window and opened it, then

looked at her silently but did not stop

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

"Pedro's death..."

worry, I won't

Nicole was going to say, so he spoke

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

know I can't change anything, but I still have to say, I'm sorry for

me? Or sympathizing

at Nicole and

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

nerd, anyone would feel like they punched on the cotton and

and whispered, "Please get me some water. Thank

him a cup

suddenly

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

need to

want to

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

driving fast just

felt a slight cramp from the pain. She twitched and had to drink some warm water to relieve her

immersed in great sorrow and did not pay

be lost

met in a slum. Do you know what

knew that Zayn did not need her

smile. The smile

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 had happened

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