My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 597

Chapter 597

Nathan’s heart was thumping loudly. Much like every racer in this world, he had always dreamt of becoming a racer as skilled as the legendary S.

The racers from the other countries also had their eyes fixated on S.

Yet, S stood there in his dashing racing overalls as still as a mountain. Even amidst all the clamor, he remained calm and collected.

At the same time, in the Nolan Group’s private lounge, Lucas Nolan sat facing the arena, but all he could think of was Ashlyn.

He was not interested in the race at all even though it was important for his company.

He lowered his head to stare at a picture of Ashlyn on his phone’s screen. Out of the blue, the commentators announced via the PA system, “The competition is about to begin! All racers please get into position!”

Lucas paused in his movements and glanced outside the lounge distractedly.

The private lounge was placed at a strategic spot in the arena. It provided its users a wide view of the racing scene.

All of a sudden , all of Lucas’ attention was focused on one single racer.

Other people might not be able to recognize that racer, but not Lucas.

With just a single glance, Lucas could tell who that person was.

His heart was racing. It thumped against his ribcage like a gorilla at the zoo.

There were so many racers at the arena, but his eyes found her right away.

He was very sure he knew that person. She might be all cocooned up in the loose-fitting overalls of hers, but Lucas’ eyes were discerning enough to identify her right away.

No matter how well she covered herself, Lucas was able to see the racer’s face clearly in his mind.

Lucas’s tingling sixth sense told him that the racer was none other than Ashlyn herself!

Spencer pointed at the car Ashlyn was getting onto and uttered, “Mr. Nolan, don’t you think S looks so cool! He is the one with the grey helmet! They are about to fire the gun now!”

Lucas did not catch a single word out of Spencer’s mouth. His mind was in a state of mess.

The air around him seemed to be buzzing so loudly, and he simply could not concentrate. Why is she here? Why does she want to participate in the car racing? It’s so dangerous. She’s literally betting her life with Death itself!

Lucas was right. Car racing might appear all flashy on the front, but the reality was the racers’ lives were at risk for almost the entire race.

Just one mistake could send the racer crashing into a wall. In the worst-case scenario, the sports car would explode, and the racer would be incinerated alive.

Why can’t she just take her own life seriously?

Lucas had a heart so strong that it was impenetrable by emotions, but he was truly worried this time.

Ashlyn! How could you? Is your life really worthless to you? No, I need to stop her! How can she compete with all those professionals in the race? Is S actually Ashlyn? S is a man, so how can Ashlyn be him?

Although Ashlyn had surprised Lucas a lot of times with her other identities, Lucas was still determined to get her out of the race this time.

He didn’t want Ashlyn to be hurt in any way. No matter if she was S or not, Lucas didn’t want her to take that risk. He needed her to be safe from all the perils in the world.

I am going down to stop her now!

In a racing event, safety was almost nonexistent. There was absolutely no way to prevent an accident from happening, and even more so now that Speedway of Death was a part of today’s track. If Ashlyn made a mistake, she would plunge to her death.

Moreover, the abyss flanking the Speedway of Death was very deep. There was no guarantee that Ashlyn’s corpse could be located if her car drove off the speedway.

By then, nothing would be left of Ashlyn. It wouldn’t matter if it were an accident or someone had knocked her off her path.

Once the race began, even if there were any accidents, it would be difficult for the paramedics to reach her in time, given that all of the racers were driving at top speed.

The arena was hell itself.

Lucas simply could not let his beloved Ashlyn step right into hell.

Just at this moment, Ashlyn’s eyes darkened.

Even though the two of them were miles away from each other, Ashlyn was able to spot Lucas in the private lounge.

However, she quickly shifted her gaze back to the track in front of her as she tried to suppress the emotions in her.

She needed to be free from all distractions now that the race was almost beginning.

Meanwhile, Carmen Chadwick was full of contempt as she saw S getting onto his car.

Her eyes glared at S in derision.

900 kilometers per hour? Bah! One of his fans must have made that up! If he’s really that good, why doesn’t he ever partake in championships? He must be a phony!