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."

I believe in you. I'm putting myself in your hands!" Charles buckled his seatbelt and

on the gas pedal

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

quiet

racing, her speed was still astonishing. Fortunately, it was late, and there were few other cars

be this wild. She gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Charles, I feel like I'm flying, like I'm one with

excitement grow with the increasing speed.

a button that lowered the windows, allowing

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

nodded, seeing Noelle's improved

Noelle accelerated further.

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

anxious and looked at Charles.

Charles raised an eyebrow,

their

actual race.