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 hand, which surprised

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

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

what it was

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

Pedro had an

was true, such a pain

that she got down to stop him, but she

like an arrow that was shot

against the window and watched everything outside

wondered how he

a proud man and had

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now

to his

"Get off."

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

seat belt and followed Zayn

mess, and the strong smell of

on the ground. Smoke filled the entire room and her vision was blurred by

to the window and opened it, then bent down

at her silently but did not

someone else. There was a trace of longing

"Pedro's death..."

Samuel. Don't worry, I won't cause

going to say, so

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

but I still have to say, I'm sorry for your

you comforting me? Or

at Nicole and said

know how to answer it properly, so she just shut

like they punched on the

get me

poured him a cup

suddenly said, "Pedro is my

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

I need to say

want to talk to

know what to say. She just sat beside

driving fast just now, he didn't

twitched

in great sorrow and did

be lost

a slum. Do you know

knew that Zayn did not need her

into a smile. The smile was

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

you know how ridiculous it was 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 give Pedro the