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."

like the back of

up at Zayn again. From his eyes, Nicole did not read

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

was like

Now that she saw Zayn like this, she couldn't help

and Pedro had an

such a pain would

scared that she got down to stop him,

sped away like an arrow

the window and watched everything outside going back

he

man and had never suffered such

Who schemed against Samuel?

Major, and now there was

drove to his apartment and

"Get off."

moment. It was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her, but Nicole had no

belt and followed Zayn into the

and the strong smell of smoke made Nicole

were many wine bottles on the ground. Smoke filled the

walked to the window and opened it, then bent

looked at her silently but did not stop

else. There was a trace of longing in his eyes,

"Pedro's death..."

Samuel. Don't worry, I won't

to say, so he spoke before she

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

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

comforting me? Or sympathizing

Nicole and said

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

punched

"Please get me some water.

agreed and poured him a

suddenly

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

I need

just want to talk to

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

had injuries on her body and when Zayn was driving fast just now, he didn't notice that Nicole's

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

great sorrow and did not

be lost in

a slum. Do you know what

knew that Zayn did not need her

smile. The smile was

people 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 his food and

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