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?

want to live, this is our only option.”

clear they were looking to do them

if they didn’t

the bridge, smashing through the railings, the car plunging into the river.

attention of nearby cars, many of which

water, Zoey rolled down the windows and

hard when the car went in. Feeling dizzy, coupled with a strong sense of

rushing water hit her, she lost her breath and

barely enough to save herself. She was initially swimming up, but seeing Maja not following,

her life, she couldn’t let Ms. Pennyfeather

just as she was about to turn back, a figure dived in from the surface, quickly swimming towards the car.

by his swimming skills, she knew she’d only get in the way if she returned,

brink of suffocation, a

of oxygen and couldn’t

felt like her chest was about to explode from the water

she about to

cradled her waist, and after reaching the shore, he laid her on the

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

police

to save people, but it was eerily quiet where Maja

thick, and the night was not lit by streetlights, only the

it was enough for him

soaking wet, her face as pale as

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

someone pressing

some water, coughed a few times, then

as if it

a daze, she heard a man gently asking.

so careless? Are you feeling a bit better?”

her, just recovering from severe oxygen deprivation. Everything was blank. Feeling that the person was