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

good as dead if

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

grabbed the attention of nearby cars, many of

moment they hit the water, Zoey rolled down the windows and also helped Maja roll

the car went in. Feeling dizzy, coupled with a strong sense of vertigo, she didn’t have much air, left when

water hit her, she lost her breath and

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

even if it meant risking her life,

turn back, a figure dived in from the

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

as Maja was on the brink of suffocation, a pair of hands

lack of oxygen and couldn’t see his face.

was about to explode from the

she about to die?

her waist, and after reaching the shore, he

activity, with police and onlookers, even reporters, shown up.

were flashing, and police were shouting through a

were diving in to save people, but it was

was not lit by streetlights, only the faint light reflected from the river in

enough for him to see her face.

the grass, soaking wet, her face as pale as a ghost, and her lips were also very

like she couldn’t breathe, as if she was

felt someone pressing

then felt some air being passed

if it had pulled her back from death’s

daze, she heard a man gently

careless? Are you feeling

in front of her, just recovering from severe oxygen deprivation. Everything was blank. Feeling that the person was about to leave, she