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

on the gas pedal and

focused on the road as she gripped the steering wheel tightly. Charles sat beside her, providing an invisible

speed increased. The quiet night road

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

of the speed. For the first time, she realized she could be this wild. She gripped the steering

her, watching Noelle's excitement grow with the increasing speed. His lips

windows, allowing the

her face, but Noelle felt exhilarated. "Charles,

seeing Noelle's improved

Noelle accelerated further.

the gas pedal harder to catch up. Soon, more cars zoomed

and looked at Charles. "What

Charles raised an eyebrow,

their luck

actual