My Husband Is a Gary Stu

The spectators shook their heads as they saw what was happening through the screen. What a shame. If Evan or anyone else used this car, they'd be in the first place by now. Yet, in her hands, it's practically useless!

However, just as everyone thought that, Nathalia suddenly jumped from last to sixth place after making a sharp turn skilfully.

Then, at the next four frightening turns, she overtook Evan and now led the race.

After sending Evan and the others to the back of the line, the woman sped up to such a degree that no one could surpass her again.

Ultimately, she was the first to reach the finish line.

The crowd froze for a second before jumping to their feet and breaking out in applause.

Harry came in second, and he dashed out of his car toward Nathalia before it had come to a complete stop. “Those were some of the most beautiful consecutive turns I've ever seen! Even I wouldn't dare do that!”

“You were amazing out there,” he complimented her genuinely. “I've been racing for so long, but no one's ever mentioned you before.”

Harry pretty much knew every high-ranking racer in the country and would usually take part in their gatherings, but he had never heard of someone like Nathalia before.

In fact, it was only after hearing from Evan that he learned she was Cooper's younger sister.

“That's not surprising. I don't mingle around in the circle or race much, to begin with,” Nathalia responded while tossing him her keys. “Here you go.”

Harry grabbed hold of them and stilled briefly. “But I lost.”

“You didn't lose. I did,” the woman insisted, smiling while crossing her arms and leaning against her car. “I saw the look Evan gave you and the other racers. You guys deliberately slowed down toward the end of the race. I'm not a good racer; I just own a good car. That means I'm no match for any of you.”

Upon getting busted, Evan shrugged and let out a chuckle. “Well, we just wanted to act like gentlemen. Don't be so modest, though. You really are an expert. You're better than any top-tier female racer out there.”

Harry was beyond overjoyed to receive his dream car. “Thank you. Dinner's on me tonight.”

Nathalia laughed. “I won't hold back then.”

Meanwhile, Yuvan was in a daze after watching what had happened from outside the tracks.

He had thought Nathalia was joking and couldn't race very well, and yet, she had actually won.

Then, after the race had ended, the man felt a sense of familiarity as he watched Nathalia toss her keys toward Harry while the few of them stood together and chatted away happily.

On the way to dinner, Yuvan sat in the same car as Nathalia.

“There are so many race clubs out there, but you chose to join the Gliders. Is it because you knew Harry would be there too?” the man asked directly.

“I didn't,” Nathalia answered. “I wouldn't even have known that he's part of the Homptons if you hadn't told me.”