Evan chased Avery. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew Avery had never panicked, not to mention to crash into a maid. And the hot water also boiled her.

Avery ran over the car, which had parked in the yard.

A driver was standing beside the car. Avery opened the car door and pushed him to the driver seat, commanding, "Drive it quickly. I want to go somewhere."

"Where is the princess going? Mr. President is going to use the car later."

"Let the President use another car. Quickly. I don't have much time."

The driver shook his head, getting out of the car and saying, "It is Mr. President's seat. I can ask another driver to drive for you."

"Where are you going?" Mr. Lautner asked in a low voice. He held Avery's waist hard and took her beside the car. Then he opened the car door sending her into the car, "I can drive for you."

"Go to the Gino Avenue," Avery briefly. Then she fastened her seat belt. Evan could even tell how anxious and nervous she was from her voice, but he didn't ask the reason because he knew Avery felt uneasy.

As soon as Evan sat on the driver seat, he stepped on the accelerator and drove at high speed.

It was not easy to drive because it was the rush hour, and there was snow still on both sides though the snow had stopped.

Avery twisted her fingers and looked out of the window from time to time.

"What happened?" Evan was trying to ask while he was driving.

"Can you drive fast?"

Avery didn't want to share it with anyone. And she was not willing to admit that Evan probably died.

"No. It is impossible. I should see it. Otherwise, I can't believe it. Evan shouldn't be dead. No. I haven't even gotten time to scold him what he had done to the little princess and me. He owed me. He shouldn't leave me alone!

Evan had said to me that I shouldn't leave him alone or get hurt without his permission, but why can you get hurt and leave me alone without my consent?" Avery thought to herself.

Avery's eyes were full of tears. Looking out of the window, she saw some children were making a snowman and throwing snowballs on the street. When horns kept sounding behind, Avery became more anxious.

"It is a traffic jam. We should wait for a while."

Avery looked forward. It was a long queue in front of their car. According to the current situation, Avery guessed that they would stop for at least one or two hours.

Click—

Evan unfastened his and Avery's safety belt.

"Let's go. We will get Gino Avenue after crossing two alleys," Evan said. He had decided to stop the car here and asked someone to drive it back later.

Avery followed Evan without hesitation though he always held her hands.

Full of people were on Gino Avenue, which made people reminded that there was a terrorist attack.

It was the place where the last attack happened. The policemen had made a cordon to prohibit pedestrians and vehicles, thus paralyzing nearby traffic.

Police cars were parked here and there, their lights kept flashing, and the siren sounded one after another.

Avery walked to the front of the cordon and pushed Evan's hands away. She then pushed the crowds away and shouted to the police, "Please. Is there a victim named Evan Howel?"

Avery didn't call Evan a dead man. She didn't want to admit.

Evan followed her. As soon as he heard his name, he suddenly froze. "Evan Howel? A victim?" Evan thought to himself.

The policeman was busy keeping order and then stopped. He looked at Avery, whose face was pale, and asked, "Are you the family of the victim?"

"He is my ex-husband. My ex-husband's name is Evan Howel."

Evan was astonished and kept silent.

"Follow me," the policeman pulled the cord high, leading them in. There was the scene of the incident.

"Your ex-husband was dead?" Evan asked though he felt it was funny.

"Her ex-husband was dead? So? Who am I? Since she got the news that I was dead, she was so desperate and came here?" Evan thought to himself.

Evan held Avery's arms and said, "Avery Peters, I…"

Hearing that, Avery was stunned for a moment, and then she frowned, pushing his hands away, "Yes, my ex-husband was dead. I don't have time to talk to you now. Please shut up."

Evan kept silent.

He could hardly help telling her that he was Evan Howel, but Avery stopped him.

Avery followed the police close. There was an ambulance. The body of the victims had been put into the car.

Few family members came to claim the corpse of their family members. When they got out of the ambulance, they almost fainted in tears. They couldn't even get out without the help of others.

Seeing the situation and hearing the crying, Avery became more anxious. She was not sure whether she could step out of the car normally when she saw the corpse.

When she was close to the ambulance, her heartbeat kept beating uncontrollably. At the same time, she made a fist unconsciously, and her hands were sweating.

She shook all over, pressing against her chest with hands.

Every time she took a step, she felt like her feet were filled with lead, and it was hard to move.

"Please hurry up," the police stood behind the ambulance, waiting for her.

It seemed that Avery couldn't control her feet though she wanted to walk fast. Suddenly, Evan put one hand on her shoulder behind her and held her with his arms.

Avery knew it was Mr. Lautner. She didn't refuse because she needed his help. Otherwise, she was afraid that she couldn't bear the sadness alone.

It was less than three meters, but Avery felt like it was a long way.

She couldn't even remember how she got into the ambulance and how she could have the encouragement to see the victim who was covered with a white sheet.

She only remembered that she was relieved when she pulled the white sheet away and saw the victim.

As Avery stepped out of the ambulance, she became happy again as if there was a sun.

Avery took a deep breath. It seemed like being alive again.

Avery now realized that there were just two names that had the same pronunciation.

"When you got the news that your ex-husband would be dead, you looked very sorrowful," Evan asked. He followed and made way for her.

It was cold. Avery's hands were almost frozen, so she put her hands into her pockets and glanced over Mr. Lautner, "Are you interested in my ex-husband?"

"Just curiosity."

"What are you curious about him? Are you curious whether I love him or not?" Avery distanced from Evan and asked.

Evan suddenly walked before Avery and stopped her. He looked down at her.

Avery didn't stop in time and bumped into his muscle chest and covered her forehead unconsciously.

"Yes," Evan said seriously in a low voice.