Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 74

One of them reached out, and my gase hardened as I watched his hand approach. Just as I was about to retaliate, a strong hand seized the one reaching for me.

In one swift move, the guy who had been ride to me was tossed over his shoulder and slammed onto the ground. There was a loud thod, and the surrounding crowd fell silent.

I looked up to see Ethan's grim expression. "Who else wants to say something stupid?"

Ethan had been in the spotlight since he began at St. Nicholas University. He was not only good-looking and wealthy but also academically successful

His relationship with Leah was widely covered, so many people were familiar with him and his affluent family background.

At that moment, most people lost interest and quickly dispersed. Maybe too much time had passed as the delivery person had already left the flowers and vanished

Then, Ethan grabbed my wrist and rugged me toward the exit. I had no idea what he was planning, but I'd had enough of being the center of attention lately. I really didn't want any more drama.

I tried to pull away and said, "Ethan, what are you doing? Let go of me!"

though he hadn't heard me and kept walking. He didn't let go until we reached his car. Then, he opened the door of his Maserati

and I had no clue where we were headed. The car

verred off the main road and onto the highway. "Where are you taking

and the sensation of weightlessness filled me with terror. 1 gripped

down! I

deafened me, and a natural fear gripped me. I stared at the

to die. In my previous life, things hadn't gone as planned. I had been in a car accident at the peak of

was a miracle to begin a second chance, a chance to escape that jerk and Eve for myself. I wasn't going

my eye and turned to Ethan. Through gritted

provoked by my words. Finally, he glanced at me and said nonchalantly, "Tine Then let's be a pair

was speechless.

driving. Despite his reckless speed in the Maserati, 1 was certain he wouldn't let us crash on

that Ethan had been a race car driver

to calm down, stopping the yelling and letting him take over. Despite my efforts, my tightly