Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 613

Just as they didn't know what to do, Finn came in.

"Miss Zoe, please come with me, OK?"

When she saw Finn, Zoe paused.

She knew Finn, who was on her mom's side.

Zoe raised her head and looked at Finn with her big cute eyes. "You will take me to see Mommy, right?" She asked.

"Yes, I'll take you to see your mom."

Finn's words let down Zoe's guard. She then stood up.

Seeing that her clothes got dirty, Finn asked someone to get her changed.

While getting changed, Zoe did not resist at all.

After Finn took Zoe away, Mrs. Green suddenly asked, "Where's Zoe? Bring her over. I want to talk to her."

"Ma'am, Miss Zoe had been taken away by Mr. Wood."

"What?"

Laurel furrowed slightly.

"Who told him to do that?"

"We thought Mr. Wood was following your instructions. He is your man, so..."

"You pieces of crap! Find him out!"

She was enraged.

How dare he!

He betrayed her.

Out of the Green's house, Finn took Zoe directly to the military compound, where Gabrielle's parents' place was.

Finn kept a spare key last time when he went there.

Seeing Finn had brought her here, Zoe couldn't help but ask, "Where's my mother? Why did you bring me here?"

Finn did not know how to answer her. He could only say, "Good girl. Can we stay here for a few days? There are bad people back at home. Let's wait until your daddy comes back and he will take you back."

"I see. You're protecting me, aren't you? That person isn't my grandmother. She's a bad person, isn't she?"

Finn didn't know how to answer Zoe's innocent questions.

He had no idea Mrs. Green would be so cruel to Nicole.

By the time he got back, it was too late.

He heard that Nicole was covered in bruises, that her arm was useless, and she became dumb.

All the news came in Finn's ears like thousands of daggers piercing his heart.

He didn't know how much Mrs. Don's death had hurt Nicole, but after Lucas was sent away by Mrs. Green, he couldn't just see Zoe being locked up by her.

He hated when he hesitated and didn't team Nicole. If it was Samuel, he would stand beside her without saying a word, even if he would provoke Laurel by doing so.

But why did he hesitate?

Finn looked at Zoe and said apologetically, "Yes, she is bad person."

"I knew she wasn't my grandmother. My grandmother was nice to me. She gave me nice food and good toys. And she never spoke loudly to me. But that person looks so bad. She can't be my grandmother."

Zoe said this, but her eyes were full of tears.

Children sensed things sometimes, but they could not accept it all at once. They would persuade themselves by saying the person was not the one they knew. Through that, they would gradually accept it. But the pain was still inevitable.

Finn's heart ached when he saw her like that.

What would Nicole do if she knew what her daughter had went through?

He hugged Zoe tightly and whispered, "I will protect you. As long as I have one breath left, you won't get hurt."

"Thank you, Finn."

Zoe leaned against his shoulder. She missed Daddy, Mommy and Joseph very much.

She was tired and fell asleep against his shoulder.

Finn carried Zoe onto the bed and called Samuel again. But his phone was still off.

He knew that Samuel might be busy with something, but why these days?

Finn didn't know how Samuel would feel knowing what had happened. He could only wait.

At last Laurel got the news that Finn had taken Zoe to the military compound. She was furious.

"Damn it! I've raised him for so many years in vain. He turned to a siren in the end. He knew I couldn't go in there, and yet he chose there to hide. Great!"

All people below didn't dare to speak.

After losing her temper, Laurel went back to her room. No one knew what she was doing.

After Nicole and Joseph were carried out, they were supposed to be on the boat prepared by Mrs. Green and leave the Seapolis City directly, but Joseph grabbed the captain's hand.

Samuel once helped him. When he saw Joseph tugging at him, his heart softened.

"Mr. Joseph, I can't let you go."

Joseph looked around and wrote him an address.