A Matter of Wife and Love

He only wanted to race with Amelie and did not want to complicate matters.

“Isn’t she a good racer? Can’t she adapt to even a minor change?” Ashton went on sarcastically, “It looks like Dash can only race in broad daylight and on a straight road. What kind of dashing is that?”

His words were mean, undermining all of her previous accomplishments.

However, Amelie simply smiled. She casually looked around and asked, “Do you want me to agree to this race that badly?”

Her sharp gaze seemed to be able to cut through the darkness. Elyse, who was hiding in the audience seats, happened to meet Amelie’s gaze and the coldness in it shocked her.

Despite knowing that Amelie couldn’t see her, Elyse couldn’t help but be startled.

She felt Amelie’s question was directed at her for some inexplicable reason.

No… It can’t be!

Amelie doesn’t know I’ll be here!

Elyse tried to console herself before putting on a brave expression and raising her head. When she looked at Amelie again, the woman had already turned her head away, showcasing only her fair neck from behind.

“I agree to it,” Amelie said as she casually strapped on her helmet.

Hearing that, Elyse felt her tenseness decrease and a cunning smile appeared on her face.

Truth was, she was the one who summoned Ashton.

Besides, she also gave him the idea to hold the race in the manner he suggested.

Ashton ignorantly thought that Elyse’s suggestion to hold the race in such a way was merely to scare Amelie. He had no idea that she had an ulterior motive.

Though Elyse couldn’t find out anything from Amelie’s eyes when she looked at her today, from the cornea transplant consent form Ellen brought back previously, it was stated clearly that the donor had donated her left eye’s cornea.

If Amelie was indeed the donor, she wouldn’t be able to see anything with her left eye right now.

With her right eye blindfolded, she would be akin to a blind person.

And how could a blind person race?

Elyse had already thought of ways for Ashton to force Amelie to agree to his suggestion by hook or by crook.

But unexpectedly to her, Amelie readily agreed to it.

Elyse only had to wait for Amelie’s

the entire race successfully, it meant that there were no

best, she was merely the Big Eyes who accompanied Leo during the times he was abandoned. Even if Amelie told him the truth in the future, he would not believe

all, especially given that she had lost her eyesight in her left eye, not to mention her diaries and

cornea, racing with her right eye blindfolded would almost certainly result in a

suggestion, Chris did not say anything further. He

it much thought and simply felt that the bright red

beautiful as a rose blooming in

truly captivating! Chris

else and jumped into the driver’s

took out her phone and opened her

on some settings, and the entire race route was shown on

voice resonated from the phone. “Racing mode has been activated.

blindfold her right eye with the red scarf.

the fact that she couldn’t see wouldn’t affect her performance in the

practiced blindfolded racing with Julia so many times that a

on her phone and assumed it was

Ashton saw the same, he sneered, thinking that Amelie was indeed incompetent since she needed to set the navigation for such a

hand, couldn’t see what Amelie had done as the

then went

had previously downloaded a bell sound to his phone

the bell rang, the three cars took off like arrows from

she saw the cars getting further away, her gaze fixed firmly on Amelie’s

car nimbly drove past all the curves and spun freely, as if it were a bird flying

this was a dangerous sport when they looked at the freely moving red

Elyse pondered as she clutched her platinum bag

was set to

Amelie’s car had stopped at the original starting point,

to three seconds, such a difference meant a lot to

fast!” Chris admitted

Amelie jumped out of the car and removed her red

by her yet

arrive, with a

expression could be seen on

to be more than capable of defeating Chris, a highly skilled

now a slap in the

for him. After all, he was a young master from a

slapped his helmet on his steering wheel, venting