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.

truck slowed down slightly, it would be disastrous for

same speed as the truck. The cars behind us had no chance to overtake and could only follow closely,

the front lights of the truck flashed three times. Dylan stepped

couldn't possibly notice the small movements ahead and maintained their distance, continuing

we shot out. Even as the container truck turned, our car had already detached from

had happened and ended in a

loud crashes and explosions. In my eyes, the wall, truck was like a

stop, and Atlas also turned to look

the high wall, there was

two cars

exclaimed, "Uh-oh, there are more

eagle-like eyes glanced over. "Don't worry, they're on our

at him with lingering fear and asked, "Are