Beyond the Divorce

I took a deep breath, trying to ease my tension.

The car was speeding forward, constantly dodging the relentless pursuit from behind. The car swayed from side to side in a large arc.

Finally, we all noticed a container truck driving steadily ahead. I saw a glimmer of happiness appear on Dylan's face.

When I looked up at Atlas, he comforted me immediately, saying, "Don't worry! He's got this!"

His big hand clasped my head against his chest. I could faintly hear his strong heartbeat, knowing that he was nervous.

Dylan stepped on the gas and quickly caught up, driving side by side with the truck.

Perhaps the truck driver noticed we had caught up, so he also accelerated.

To sustain this calibre of driving, one needed to be exceptionally skilled. If there was even a slight mistake, it could result in a fatal accident. My hands tightly gripped Atlas's body, and I dared not breathe.

us were afraid to approach because if the truck slowed down slightly, it would be disastrous for them due to the

the truck. The cars behind us had no chance to overtake and could only follow closely, waiting for

this moment, the front lights of the truck flashed three times. Dylan stepped

possibly notice the small movements ahead and

our car suddenly veered to the left along with the truck, we shot out. Even as the container truck turned, our car had already detached from

happened and ended in a blink of an

looked up, I heard several loud crashes and explosions. In my eyes, the wall, truck was like a

slowly came to a stop, and Atlas also turned to look

the high wall,

saw two cars rushing

exclaimed, "Uh-oh, there

glanced over. "Don't worry, they're

with lingering fear and asked, "Are