Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 1428

"Davon, I'm ready. Let's go."

Phoenix happily came down from the bedroom and saw Davon running out like a gust of wind.

"Davon."

She was a little surprised. She called Davon but he didn't seem to hear her. He directly ran out.

At this time, Helen came back from outside and she looked at Phoenix, "Princess, something happened."

Phoenix's heart skipped a beat. She had a feeling that it had something to do with Davon.

"Go on."

Phoenix couldn't help but clench her hands.

Helen whispered, "Eason Sawyer is dead."

Phoenix couldn't control herself and took two steps back.

It made sense. That was why Davon was so anxious and ignored everything.

Eason was Davon's adoptive father. As Davon grew up, Eason played the role of a father. Now that...

Phoenix felt sad. She could imagine how heartbroken Davon was at this time.

She hurriedly caught up but was stopped by Helen.

"What are you doing?"

Phoenix was slightly stunned.

Helen looked at Phoenix and hesitated for a moment, saying, "Master Eason was killed by the king."

"So?"

Phoenix didn't figure out what Helen meant at first. But soon, she got Helen's meaning even if Helen didn't say anything.

Leo was her father!

Whether she admitted it or not, she was Leo's daughter.

So, she was the daughter of the man who killed Davon's father?

Phoenix froze. She didn't know how to express her feelings at this time and she only wanted to cry.

"Princess, are you alright?"

Helen had never seen Phoenix like this before.

Phoenix waved her hand and returned to her room alone.

What could she do?

She was Davon's wife and the Dons treated her very well, but she didn't know what they would think of her after that.

Perhaps they wouldn't change their attitudes. Anyway, they could tell right from wrong, but a gap still appeared.

Her father killed Davon's adoptive father, but she was Davon's wife. What should she do?

Would Davon find their relationship strange? Would he still accept her?

Would they divorce?

Phoenix thought nonsense, her head hurting badly.

She leaned against the bed and tried her best to distract herself from these things, but failed.

Leo had given her nothing since childhood, except her life. No, the reason for her to survive was herself. She managed to keep herself alive from starving and other people's bullying.

But she could not deny the fact that Leo was her father.

She wouldn't feel anything when Davon killed Leo. So what? Leo was her father.

At this moment, this identity was like a mountain pressing down on Phoenix's heart, making her unable to breathe.

Everything Davon did to her was playing in front of her like a movie.

Why?

Why did Leo kill Eason?

Wasn't he fighting his own brother, Jayden?

Didn't he need Davon's help? Why would he kill Eason?

No way!

Something was wrong.

Back then, Phoenix and Davon left Country F at ease because they knew that Leo needed help from the Sawyers.

Why did this happen all of a sudden?

Phoenix suddenly stood up and quickly packed her things.

Seeing all of this, Helen asked in surprise, "Princess, are you going back home?"

"Right. Has Davon left?"

"Mr. Davon by private plane."

Davon would definitely go back since something happened to his family.

Phoenix nodded. She whispered, "Book me the latest ticket to Country F."

"Princess, the flights are grounded."

Helen's words surprised Phoenix.

After careful thinking, she found nothing wrong. Not many people could enter Country F and it was in an inner fight. Surely enough, no plane could go there.

What should she do?

She must go back.

Right, go ask for help from Nicole.

Perhaps only Nicole and Samuel could help her.

When Phoenix walked out with her luggage, she saw Jason coming back from outside. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

"Uncle Jason."

"Where are you going? Going home?"

Jason was a little surprised when seeing the luggage in Phoenix's hands.

"Yes, something happened to the Sawyer family. Davon left first and I will go back now.

Phoenix had never wished for Leo to die so much like this time.

Perhaps as a daughter, she shouldn't have such an idea, but she really hoped so. If she could, she even wished to kill him with her own hands.

Killing intent flashed through Phoenix's eyes.

Helen was a little scared. At this time, Phoenix seemed to care about nothing. Her desperation shocked Helen.

"Princess, you..."

Phoenix immediately restrained all her emotions and whispered, "I'm fine. When we arrive at the Green's, don't say anything. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Although Helen didn't know what Phoenix meant, she followed Phoenix's orders.

Phoenix walked into the Green's.

Nicole was very happy to hear that Phoenix had come. She hurriedly wanted to get up but was stopped by Samuel.

"What did the doctor say?"

"Just a walk."

Nicole felt a little wronged.

Ever since Samuel decided to keep this child, she had been under careful protection. Samuel even wanted to carry her to the toilet.

Nicole felt that Samuel was making a fuss and was too nervous.

However, Samuel said softly, "You have taken a walk three times."

Nicole felt a little depressed. But when thinking of her own health and the fragile baby in her belly, she could only take her feet back.

"Alright, I'm not walking, okay?"

Samuel smiled slightly.

He also knew that Nicole felt uncomfortable when being guarded like this, but for her health, they had better be careful in the first three months.

"You can go back to your room. Phoenix and I will have some women talk since she comes to visit me."

Nicole was depressed.

After Samuel knew that she was pregnant, he stayed in her bedroom every day instead of his own. So, what was the difference between their bedrooms?

Samuel picked up the apple and peeled it as if he hadn't heard what Nicole said.

"The doctor said you need to eat more fruit and vitamins."

"Samuel."

Nicole was really depressed.

Why was this man so annoying?

As she spoke, Phoenix knocked on the door and walked in.

"Nicole, I heard you're pregnant. Congratulations."

Phoenix handed the gift in her hand to Nicole. The gift wasn't expensive but warm. It was children's clothes made by Phoenix personally.

Thinking that she might not have children for the rest of her life, a trace of loneliness and sadness flashed through Phoenix's eyes.