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."

like the back

Nicole did not read any anger or other emotions, only sadness and

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

it was like

were dead. Now that she saw Zayn like

and Pedro

was true, such a pain

Olivia was so scared that she got down to stop him, but she was still

sped away like an arrow that

She leaned against the window and watched

how he was doing

always been a proud man

Who schemed against Samuel?

Major, and now

his apartment

"Get off."

a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her,

unbuckled the seat belt and followed Zayn into

was in a mess, and the strong smell of smoke made Nicole cough

wine bottles on the ground. Smoke filled the entire room and her vision was blurred by

window and opened it, then bent down to tidy up

her silently but did not

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

"Pedro's death..."

not Samuel. Don't worry, I

knew what Nicole was going to

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

I can't change anything, but I still have

me? Or

and said with a sharp

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

feel like they punched on the

sighed and whispered, "Please get me some water.

poured him a

he suddenly said, "Pedro

This sentence astounded Nicole.

there were rumors, there was no evidence. Now

I need to

I just want to talk to

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

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

twitched and had to drink some warm water

immersed in great sorrow and did not pay attention to

to be

slum. Do you know

that Zayn did not need her

lips curled into a smile. The smile

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 me his food and told me

knew he was the one who was sincere to me. He and I left the slum,