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

up at Zayn again. From his eyes, Nicole did not read any anger or other emotions,

"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,

Pedro had an

this was true, such a pain

Olivia was so scared that she got down to

car sped away like an arrow that was shot

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

wondered how he was

a proud man and

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now

drove to his apartment

"Get off."

was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who

unbuckled the seat belt and followed Zayn

and the strong smell of smoke

wine bottles on the ground.

opened it, then bent down to tidy

looked at her silently but did

as if he took Nicole as someone else. There was a trace of longing in his eyes, which distressed Nicole

"Pedro's death..."

not Samuel. Don't worry, I won't

going to say,

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

can't change anything, but I

you comforting me?

at Nicole and said

by his sudden questioning. She didn't know how to

punched on the cotton and their effort would

get

poured him a

took it, he suddenly said,

This sentence astounded Nicole.

no evidence. Now that she heard it from Zayn,

I need

just want

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

and when Zayn was driving fast

felt a slight cramp from the pain. She twitched and had

in great sorrow and did not pay attention to

to be lost in

met in a slum. Do you know what a slum

knew that Zayn did

a smile. The

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

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