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

Nicole did not read any anger or other

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

what it was like to

wished she were dead. Now that she saw Zayn like this, she

Pedro

this was true, such a pain

was so scared that she got

away like an arrow that was shot

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

how he was doing

man and had never suffered such

Who schemed against Samuel?

and now there

his

"Get off."

a wise choice to enter an apartment with a man who was obviously hostile to her, but Nicole had no

seat belt and followed Zayn into

and the strong smell

the ground. Smoke

opened it,

silently

was unfocused as if he took Nicole as someone else. There was

"Pedro's death..."

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

was going to say,

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

I

you comforting me? Or

looked at Nicole and said with a sharp

by his sudden questioning. She didn't know

a nerd, anyone would feel like they punched on the cotton and their effort would

whispered, "Please get

poured him a cup of warm

it, he suddenly said,

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

I need to say

I just want to talk

She just sat beside him and poured herself

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

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

in great sorrow and did not

be lost

and I met in a slum. Do you know what a slum

Zayn did

curled into a smile. The smile was so sweet and

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

it was when those words were spoken by two people in the slum? But I agreed. From 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 hardship, and