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 of his hand, which surprised

did not

"Alright."

Nicole felt inexplicable heartbroken.

knew what it was like to

Bordeaux, Nicole wished she were dead. Now that she saw Zayn like this, she couldn't

and Pedro

was true, such a pain would

she got down to stop him,

like an arrow that

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

he

proud man and had never

Who schemed against Samuel?

and

to his apartment and

"Get off."

froze for a moment. It was not a wise choice to enter an apartment with

and followed Zayn

and the strong smell

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

it, then bent down to tidy up the

her silently but did not stop

as if he took Nicole as someone else. There was a trace of longing

"Pedro's death..."

I won't

what Nicole was going to say,

Nicole was somewhat relieved.

I still have to

me? Or sympathizing with

Nicole and said

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

would feel like they punched on the cotton and their effort would leave

get me some water.

agreed and poured him a cup

Zayn took it, he suddenly

This sentence astounded Nicole.

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

I need to say

just want

depressed Nicole, but she didn't know what to say. 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

the pain. She twitched and had to drink some warm water to relieve her

in great sorrow and did not pay attention to

be

a slum. Do you know what a slum looks

knew that Zayn did

The smile was

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

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 finally got a place in the entertainment industry. I told myself that I would to give