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."

the back of his hand, which surprised

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

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

it was like

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

and Pedro had an

a pain

she got

sped away like an arrow

much emotion. She leaned against the window and watched everything outside going back

wondered how he was

had always been a proud man

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now there was

to his

"Get off."

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

seat belt and followed

was in a mess, and the strong

the ground. Smoke

walked to the window and opened it, then bent down to tidy up the

silently but did not stop

as someone else. There was a trace

"Pedro's death..."

Samuel. Don't worry, I won't cause him

going to say, so he spoke

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

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

comforting me? Or sympathizing with

looked at Nicole and

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

would feel like they punched on the cotton and

whispered, "Please get

poured him a cup of warm

he suddenly said, "Pedro is my

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

need to say

just want to

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

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

slight cramp from the pain. She twitched and had

immersed in great sorrow and did not pay

seemed to be

in a slum. Do you know what a slum

did not

curled into a smile. The smile was so sweet

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 hardship, and finally got a