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.

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

cars behind us and maintained the same speed as the truck. The cars behind us

front lights of the truck flashed three times. Dylan stepped on the gas, and our car accelerated with the

behind us couldn't possibly notice the small movements ahead and maintained their distance, continuing to follow

as 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

in a blink

crashes and explosions. In my eyes, the wall, truck was like a high the raging flames on

a stop, and Atlas also turned

the high wall, there was

saw two cars rushing towards

exclaimed, "Uh-oh, there

over. "Don't worry, they're

him with lingering