My Extraordinary Wife

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.

Lucas could tell who that

was racing. It thumped against his ribcage

arena, but his eyes found her right

very sure he knew that person. She might be all cocooned up in the loose-fitting overalls of hers, but

how well she covered herself, Lucas was able to see

him that the racer was none

at the car Ashlyn was getting onto and uttered, “Mr. Nolan, don’t you think S looks so

not catch a single word out of Spencer’s mouth. His mind

Why does she want to participate in the car racing? It’s so dangerous. She’s literally betting her life with Death

the front, but the reality was the racers’

wall. In the worst-case scenario, the sports car would

take her own

that it was impenetrable by emotions,

really worthless to you? No, I need to stop her! How can she compete with all those professionals in the

times with her other identities, Lucas was still determined to get her out of

No matter if she was S or not, Lucas didn’t want her to take that risk. He needed

down to

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