The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 142



When Noelle heard the click of the seatbelt, she snapped back to reality and pointed at herself. "You want me to race?" she exclaimed. "No, no! I can't! I may have a driver's license, but I'm a rookie. Just driving safely is already an achievement for me. Racing? No way! And this isn't even a professional race car!"

"Nelly, don't be afraid. I believe in you!" Charles squeezed Noelle's hand, encouraging her. "You never know your limits until you try. I didn't know how to race before either." His calm voice acted like a spell, guiding Noelle.

Noelle blinked, looking uncertainly at Charles. "But I don't know how..."

"When I'm in a bad mood, I like to race. Pushing myself to the limit helps me forget everything. Try it out, okay?"

"Fine!"

Noelle took a deep breath, opened the car door, and switched places with Charles.

Then, she took another deep breath with her eyes fixed on Charles. "I can do this."

hands!" Charles buckled his seatbelt

stepped on the gas pedal

the steering wheel tightly. Charles sat beside her, providing

The quiet

was still astonishing. Fortunately, it was late, and there

could be this wild. She gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Charles, I feel like

grow with the

that lowered the windows,

Noelle felt exhilarated. "Charles, racing really can lift your

nodded, seeing Noelle's improved

Noelle accelerated further.

fast to identify. Noelle excitedly pressed the gas pedal harder to catch up. Soon, more cars zoomed by, seemingly

grew anxious and looked at Charles. "What do I

Charles raised an eyebrow,

their luck

an actual race.