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."

your hands!" Charles buckled his seatbelt and gently touched Noelle's still pale face. "Everything will

gas pedal and accelerated

gripped the steering wheel tightly. Charles sat beside her,

quiet night

Although it was different from racing, her speed was still astonishing. Fortunately,

felt the thrill of the speed. For the first time, she realized she could be this wild. She gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Charles, I feel

excitement grow with the increasing speed. His lips curved into a slight

that lowered the windows, allowing the strong

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

seeing Noelle's improved mood. "Go faster!" he

Noelle accelerated further.

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

looked at

Charles raised an eyebrow,

by their

actual