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."

Nicole's whereabouts like the back of his hand, which

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

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

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 couldn't help but

Pedro had

was true, such a pain

scared that she got down

an arrow

leaned against the window and watched everything outside going back while thinking

how he was doing

had always been a proud man and had never suffered

Who schemed against Samuel?

and

to his apartment and

"Get off."

choice to enter an apartment with a man

belt and followed Zayn

apartment was in a mess, and the

ground.

the window and opened it, then

silently but did not

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

"Pedro's death..."

worry, I won't cause him any

to say, so

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

know I can't change anything, but I

you comforting me? Or sympathizing with

looked at Nicole and said with a sharp

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

feel like they punched on the cotton and their effort

get

and poured him a cup

it, he suddenly said,

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

I need to say

I just want

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

body and when Zayn was driving fast just now, he didn't notice that Nicole's back hit against the

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

and did not pay attention

seemed to be lost in

slum. Do you know what a slum

that Zayn did not

curled into a smile. The smile

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

gave me his food, I knew he was the one who was sincere to me. He and I