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."

buckled his seatbelt and gently touched Noelle's still pale face. "Everything

Noelle stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated steadily,

the steering wheel tightly. Charles sat beside her,

quiet night road was

it was different from racing, her speed was still astonishing. Fortunately, it was late, and there

wild. She gripped the steering wheel tightly.

sat calmly beside her, watching Noelle's excitement grow with the increasing

then pressed a button that lowered the windows, allowing the

wind stung her face, but Noelle felt exhilarated. "Charles, racing really

nodded, seeing Noelle's improved

Noelle accelerated further.

suddenly sped past Noelle's, too fast to identify. Noelle excitedly pressed the gas pedal harder to

at Charles. "What do I

Charles raised an eyebrow,

their luck

actual race.