Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 1705

Zayn brushed her off with a smile. "Are you full? If you are, then I'll buy you some bags. After that, I will send you home. It's getting late."

"Mm-hmm!” Tessa agreed.

They exited the steakhouse, and then went to the duty-free shop and bought more than a dozen bags in various styles. Everything that night had cost Zayn almost a million dollars. Tessa could not take her eyes off everything in the shop.

Tessa was so happy. When Zayn drove her home, she kept muttering without stopping like a melodious lark. However, that was good as well. Zayn was initially afraid that he would have to drive with fatigue as he was very exhausted that day. With Tessa’s continuous muttering, he was not afraid anymore that he might fall asleep behind the wheel anymore.

Zayn left without staying any longer after he had sent Tessa home. However, he found an alley and parked his car after a few minutes since he drove away from Tessa’s house. He sat quietly in the car. Actually, he originally wanted to rest a little before driving again a s he was afraid that he would be driving with fatigue. Also, he was thinking about how he should mediate the relationship between Tessa and her mother. However, what Zayn did not expect was that after

almost three minutes, he suddenly saw a figure nearby making a call. If that figure was not Tessa, then who could it be?

Tessa's tone was so incomparably fierce that it was almost brutal. "I'm telling you, Hana Sharpe! Listen up, you shameless woman! You went to my Zayn, didn't you? Can't you have some self-respect? Have some self -respect, alright? How evil can you be? You even have your eye on your daughter's boyfriend. Hana Sharpe, if you still have some self-respect, then go to hell! Go knock your head on something, jump into the river, or hang yourself! How can God be so blind? Why did He not let a train, car, or truck run you over until you’re a bloody mess? It’s just a waste of earthly resources for such a woman like you to be living in this world! Hana Sharpe, listen to me carefully. If you dare to covet my boyfriend again, my dad will not spare you! It’s best if you can go to hell tonight!"

Zayn, who was in the alley, was speechless. At that moment, he felt lucky that he did not have his headlights turned on. It was fortunate that the alley was dark, so Tessa did not see him at all. After Tessa had vented her anger and was finished with her call, she turned around and went home. After almost ten minutes, Zayn was certain that Tessa would not be coming out again. Only then did Zayn secretly leave in his car.

He had a mixed feeling in his heart. He thought of how Hana blocked the stick from hitting him in the morning. It was not that big of a deal for the stick to have struck on the waist. The worst case scenario was just broken ribs. However, if that stick had struck Zayn on his head, then he may either be in a coma or die on the spot. When Hana saved his life, she did not think too much about it and had no selfish ideas either. Then, Zayn thought about the moment when he brought Tessa for steaks that night. She could spend almost a million dollars of his money in a night without being unfazed. Zayn was not feeling sorry about the money. What even was that bit of money to him?

He sped up again and quickly drove himself home. He did not sleep well that night, he kept dreaming. He dreamed of that moment when Hana saved him. He even dreamed of the moment when Sabrina recklessly helped Nigel block two stabbings with her own arms seven years ago. He suddenly realized that Hana and Sabrina had many similarities.

Early in the morning, Zayn woke up and hurriedly ate some breakfast before driving to the hospital. He wondered how was Hana's injuries after a night. Did Cecilia manage to take good care of Hana? Did he need to hire a caregiver. After all, Cecilia was already almost sixty years old, so she would be exhausted from guarding Hana day and night.

Right when Zayn was pondering if he should find a caregiver for Hana while walking towards her ward, h e suddenly heard a familiar, yet sharp and resentful voice. "Hana Sharpe! Can you stop being such a b*tch?"