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."

you. I'm putting myself in your hands!" Charles buckled his seatbelt and gently touched Noelle's

stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated steadily, pushing

the steering wheel tightly. Charles sat beside her, providing an invisible strength that pushed her

quiet night road

sped along the road. Although it was different from racing, her speed was still astonishing. Fortunately, it was

be this wild.

with the increasing speed. His lips

pressed a button that lowered the windows,

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

nodded, seeing Noelle's improved mood.

Noelle accelerated further.

Noelle's, too fast to identify. Noelle excitedly pressed the gas pedal harder to catch up. Soon,

and looked at Charles. "What do

Charles raised an eyebrow,

by their luck

an actual race.