Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 851: Chapter 851: Accompany Her to Eat and Sleep with Her

Indeed, these shameless words came from the mouth of this well-dressed man.

“What do you want to do?” Ann Nolan asked indifferently.

Her knife-like gaze swept over, meeting the man’s ambiguous eyes.

When their eyes met, sparks flew, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

“You want out, I want in, why don’t we… go in and out together?” Zaiden Santos’s smile deepened at the corner of his mouth, almost shameless.

Ann Nolan’s complexion changed instantly; she hadn’t expected Zaiden Santos, with a human face, to tell such a dirty joke.

“Zaiden Santos, you motherfucker, get lost!” Ann Nolan cursed.

She had a good temper and rarely cursed, but that didn’t mean she was always good-tempered and would never swear.

A cold and indifferent glint crystallized in Ann’s eyes, like thin ice shattering.

She hung up the phone and tossed it onto the passenger seat.

She stepped on the gas and drove straight into Zaiden Santos’s car!

At that moment, she had somewhat lost her sanity.

Looking back on this crazy action later, she couldn’t help but feel palpitations!

But at that moment, she didn’t think of anything. All she saw in front of her was Zaiden Santos’s mocking face, as if he was laughing at her, ridiculing her.

That face shook violently in front of her!

She floored the accelerator and crashed into it; the two cars were only an arm’s length apart.

But, just a few seconds before she stepped on the gas, Zaiden Santos quickly reacted!

He dropped all traces of smile from his face, which turned cold in an instant, as if a pail of cold water had been poured on him from head to toe!

Has this woman gone mad?

Without a second thought, Zaiden Santos immediately turned the steering wheel sharply, the car’s nose nearly bending at 90 degrees, swiftly dodging Ann Nolan’s car!

His face was extremely cold.

Even though his reaction was quick and his movements rapid, it was inevitable—

With a loud “bang,” Ann Nolan’s car still hit his Bentley’s body!

“Hiss,” the tire friction against the ground—both cars came to a stop at the same time!

Ann Nolan’s hair was disheveled, and in that instant, she realized something and slammed on the brakes.

The soul-shaking moment lasted only a few seconds but was startling.

Ann Nolan was stunned; she didn’t even understand how she could have made such a move.

The last time she hit Zaiden’s car, it was premeditated, just a lesson for him, but this time, she couldn’t even control herself.

It was as though a voice in her subconscious was controlling her, compelling her to step on the gas and drive into him!

Ann Nolan was so frightened that her face turned pale, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

A cold sweat broke out on her back.

No matter how much she despised Zaiden Santos, she shouldn’t have made such a joke.

But… she just couldn’t control it.

It was like the gloomy skies of several days finally bursting into a downpour, with lightning and thunder and a sudden drop in temperature.

Ann Nolan’s heart hammered wildly, uncontrollably, and she couldn’t suppress it.

She sat dazedly in the driver’s seat, her gaze vacant and lifeless, her pupils dilated, showing no luster or spirit.

In that moment, it was as though she had walked a round at the Gate of Ghosts.

Her palms were sticky, all with sweat.

But the man in the other car, after all, was worldly; his expression merely darkened, his pupils constricted.

Soon, his complexion calmed down.

Not even race car drivers are this crazy.

Was she trying to throw away her life?

Or, did she hate him, Zaiden Santos, to such an extent?

He always thought he hadn’t treated her poorly, giving her whatever she wanted, accompanying her shopping, dining, and sleeping with her; what hadn’t he done?

And yet… she wanted him dead? To the point of not caring about her own life?

It was the first time Zaiden Santos saw this usually calm woman lose control.