Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Andrey (POV

I adjusted the rearview mirror, noting only two cats remaining behind me. This was the fifth round of the day our original field of over a dozen narrowed to just three: myself, Felix Thompson, and another driver whose name I hadn’t caught.

“Last turn,” whispered to myself, easing onto the gas. Everything crystallized in that moment of cornering. I could feel every fraction of grip between thre and asphalt, every degree of the car’s tilt.

Cheers erupted as I crossed the finish line. I pulled off my helmet, catching sight of Astrid jumping up and down by the checkered flag. Moments later, Felix’s car rolled to a stop beside mine. His smile was brighter than the summer sun as he climbed out.

Another win!” He removed his helmet, offering me a bottle of water. “Ready for round six?”

I accepted the water, noting the natural grace in his movements.

“Of course! Astrid’s voice bubbled with excitement. “I’ve lost plenty here over the years – but with my best friend back, I’m winning everything back today! Her eyes sparkled as she spoke.

A skeptical voice cut through the crowd: “Miss Wilson, is she really just your friend? Or did you hire a professional to help recoup your losses?”

I felt Astrid tense beside me, ready to snap back, but Felix beat her to it.

Audrey’s skill might match a professional’s,” he said, his defense surprising me, “but you can see she’s unfamiliar with the track. She hasn’t raced in years. Less professional racer, more retired prodigy. Right, Audrey?”

The whispers started immediately:

already?

heir’s European

we start calling her Mrs.

face flushed slightly. “They’re just joking,” he said quickly.

my water bottle, my gaze steady. “I won’t mind. However… linking

Even the wind seemed to hold its breath. Every face around us registered shock, including Felix’s. He looked like someone had just thrown ice water in his

now?” Astrid sighed.

smiled faintly. “Better to say it now than have people discover it later and embarrass Mr. Thompson.” I patted

driver’s seat, I caught Felix still standing there, his expression a complex mix of emotions. Sorry, Mr. Thompson. Some things

words. The savage growl of the engine matched the wild freedom surging through my veins, For once, I didn’t care about maintaining the perfect image. Today, just for these precious moments on the track, I would let myself be

The world blurred into streaks of color and light as the car leaped forward, carrying with it all the passion and

Blake’s POV

changing room door had barely closed when Laurel’s discomfort became apparent. One hand shielding her eyes from the sun, the other clinging to my arm. ‘Blake, darling, it’s

1/2

years ago suddenly echoed in my

Rachel, your sister, saying you loved racing. I watched her face carefully, that your skills

– well. I did… I did

here, if you want to race and relax, I

the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255