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 surprised

his eyes, Nicole did not read any anger or other emotions,

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

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 would be so

was so scared that she

sped away like an arrow that was

window and watched everything outside going back while thinking

wondered how he was

been a proud man

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now there was

to his

"Get off."

not a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her, but Nicole had no

belt and followed Zayn into the

in a mess, and the strong smell

on the ground.

opened it, then bent down to tidy

looked at her silently but

gaze was unfocused as if he took Nicole as someone else. There was a trace of longing in his

"Pedro's death..."

worry, I won't cause

going to say, so he

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

but I still have to say, I'm sorry for your

you comforting me? Or sympathizing with

Nicole and said with a

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

would feel like they punched on the cotton and their effort

and whispered, "Please get

him

suddenly said, "Pedro is

This sentence astounded Nicole.

no evidence. Now that

I need to

just want

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

was driving fast just now, he didn't notice that Nicole's

from the pain. She twitched and

in great sorrow and

be lost

in a slum. Do you know what a slum

Zayn did not

lips curled into a smile. The smile was

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 told me to join the entertainment industry after learning what had happened

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