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."

knew Nicole's whereabouts like the back of his

his eyes, Nicole did not read any anger or

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

knew what it was

Samuel fell from the cliff in Bordeaux, Nicole wished she were dead. Now that she saw Zayn like this, she couldn't help but recall

and Pedro

this was true, such a pain

she got down to stop him,

car sped away like an arrow

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

wondered how he was doing

been a proud man and had never suffered

Who schemed against Samuel?

suspected Major, and now there was

his apartment

"Get off."

a moment. It was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who was obviously

seat belt and followed Zayn into the

in a mess, and the strong smell of smoke made

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

opened it, then bent down to

looked at her silently but did not

as if he took Nicole as someone else. There was a

"Pedro's death..."

I won't cause him any

Nicole was going to say, so he

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

I still have to say,

you comforting me?

looked at Nicole and said

didn't know how to answer it properly,

feel like they punched on the cotton and their effort would leave little

and whispered, "Please get me some

agreed and poured him a

it, he suddenly said, "Pedro

This sentence astounded Nicole.

there was no evidence. Now

I need to say

I just want to

say. She just sat beside him and poured herself a cup

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

now, Nicole felt a slight cramp from the pain. She twitched

immersed in great sorrow and did not

be lost in

and I met in a slum. Do you know what a

that Zayn did not need her

smile. The

stayed there for three days without food or water and was almost starved to death. It was Pedro

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