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

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

if they

straight onto the bridge, smashing through the railings, the car plunging into

crash grabbed the attention of nearby cars,

Zoey rolled down the windows and also helped Maja roll hers

car went in. Feeling dizzy, coupled with a strong sense of vertigo, she

moment the rushing water hit her, she lost her breath and felt a strong sense of suffocation.

enough to save herself. She was initially swimming up, but seeing Maja not following, she didn’t think twice

her life, she couldn’t let

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

judging by his swimming skills, she knew she’d only get in the way if she returned, so she decided to swim up.

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

of oxygen and couldn’t see his

was about to explode from the water pressure.

about to

her waist, and after reaching the shore, he laid

activity, with police and onlookers, even reporters, shown

lights were flashing, and police were shouting through

to save people, but it was eerily quiet where Maja

and the night was not lit by streetlights,

was enough for him to see

lying in the grass, soaking wet, her face as pale as a

like she couldn’t breathe, as if she was walking

someone pressing on her

a few times, then felt some air

as if it had pulled her back from death’s

daze, she heard a man gently

careless? Are

deprivation. Everything was blank. Feeling that