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

did not read

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

it was like to

wished she were dead. Now that she saw Zayn like this, she couldn't help but recall

and Pedro had an

true, such a

Zayn's car. Olivia was so scared that she got down to stop him, but she was still

car sped away like an arrow

leaned against the window and watched

wondered how he was

always been a proud man and had never suffered such

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now there

to his

"Get off."

for a moment. It was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her, but

belt and followed Zayn into the

was in a mess, and the strong smell of

were many wine bottles on the ground. Smoke filled the entire room and

the window and opened it, then

silently but did not

someone else. There was a trace of longing in his

"Pedro's death..."

Samuel. Don't worry, I

what Nicole was going to

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

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

me? Or sympathizing with

at Nicole and

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

anyone would feel like they punched on the cotton and

whispered, "Please get me some water. Thank

him a

suddenly said, "Pedro is my

This sentence astounded Nicole.

no evidence. Now that

need to

want

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

driving fast just now, he didn't notice that Nicole's

from the pain. She twitched and had

and did not pay attention

be

slum. Do you know what a slum

did

smile. The smile was so sweet and

think of slum as 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

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