Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 883

Seven in the evening.

After knocking off work, Maja hopped into her ride.

Zoey was still playing the role of her/driver, taking her back to Rosewood Manor.

Maja was beaten today. Ever since Jeff dropped the bomb on her, she’s been on edge, just trying to keep her calm.

When Zoey steered the car onto a deserted road, she had this gut feeling that they were being tailed by a few vehicles.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, those cars behind us.”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw those cars speed up and charge straight at them!

Zoey, horrified, slammed the gas, her face turning as white as–a–sheet.

But her driving skills were just so–so and she couldn’t shake off the cars chasing them.

In a flash, they were surrounded by three cars.

Maja straightened up in the backseat, her eyes icy cold. After a while, she finally spoke, “Zoey, how good a swimmer are you?”

“Not too shabby.”

“Can you look out for yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Drive the car into the river. Once we’re in the water, save yourself first.”

“But, Ms. Pennyfeather.”

Zoey’s palm’s were already drenched in sweat. Driving into the river was basically a death wish, wasn’t it?

live, this is

cars were out for blood. It was clear they were looking to do them in.

as good as dead if they

shut, drove straight onto the bridge, smashing through the railings,

loud crash grabbed the attention of nearby cars, many of

the

the car went in. Feeling dizzy, coupled with a

lost her breath and

up, but seeing Maja not following, she didn’t think twice

meant risking her life, she couldn’t

to turn back, a figure dived in from the

didn’t see his face, but judging by his swimming skills, she knew she’d only get in the way if she returned, so she decided

on the brink of suffocation, a pair of hands pulled her out.

lack of oxygen and couldn’t

felt like her chest was

about

the shore, he

in the distance was a sea of activity, with police and onlookers,

and police were shouting

Samaritans were diving in to save people, but it was eerily quiet where Maja was.

the night was not lit by streetlights, only the faint

was enough for him to

as pale as a ghost, and her lips

thought she was about to die, feeling like she couldn’t breathe, as if she was walking

felt someone pressing

some water, coughed a few times, then felt some air

natural as if it had pulled her back from

heard a man gently asking.

Are you

couldn’t see anything in front of her, just recovering from severe oxygen deprivation. Everything was blank. Feeling that the person was about to