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."

back of his hand, which

Nicole did

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

knew what it was like to

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

Pedro had an

a pain would be so

scared that she got

sped away like an

not have much emotion. She leaned against the window and watched everything outside going back while thinking

he was

had always been a proud man

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now there

to his

"Get off."

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

and followed

and the strong smell of smoke

scanned the surroundings. There were many wine bottles on the ground. Smoke filled the entire room

and opened it, then bent down to tidy up the

at her silently but did not

unfocused as if he took Nicole as someone else. There was a trace of

"Pedro's death..."

worry, I

what Nicole was going to

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

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

comforting me? Or sympathizing

looked at Nicole and said

She didn't know how to answer it properly,

they punched on the cotton and their effort

"Please get me some water. Thank

agreed and poured him a cup

Zayn took it, he suddenly

This sentence astounded Nicole.

there were rumors, there was no evidence. Now

need to say

want to talk to

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

fast just now, he didn't notice that Nicole's back hit against

cramp from the pain. She twitched and

immersed in great sorrow and did

to be

a slum. Do you know what a slum

Zayn did not need

lips curled into a smile. The smile was

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

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 best things