Chapter 831

The ’81 Curve’ was the most difficult route in the area, with several risky turns, and was a natural racing course. The road had 81 turns in all, thus the name.

Many underground racers enjoyed racing there, and as a result, many had died there too. Although racing was no longer permitted on the track, many people still went to race there at night. Renee was one of those courageous individuals.

Stefan grinned as he looked out the window at the greenery that flashed past him. “You can go as fast as you want; I’m not as weak as you think. You don’t have to hold back in front of me.”

Renee used to hide her real feelings in order to be the ideal wife in front of him. The more she strived to be flawless, the more he loathed it, and it had created a tremendous gap between them. He couldn’t fall in love with someone who buried her emotions behind a mask, but he was so passionately in love with her now that she had ceased caring about his opinion and was genuinely herself.

“I read somewhere that the person who makes you feel the most relaxed and comfortable is the person who is best suited to be your life partner. I hope I can be that person for you.” Stefan wasn’t a talker, and he wouldn’t read self-help books, but he meant every word he said.

Renee was taken aback when she heard this. She’d never expected to hear such things from him.

Then again, she figured he was just trying to make their act seem more real. The very notion of being with him again terrified her!

“Well, if someone suddenly reveals their true self, it might not make others happy. It might just scare them away,” Renee said coldly.

“Maybe that’s because they’re not used to it. Even an obedient puppy can turn into a wolf,” he stated lightly.

“What are you talking about? Stop wasting my time.” She knew what he was implying, but since she was embarrassed, she pretended not to understand him.

The mood in the car shifted to something serene and pleasant. They didn’t say anything, but they had undeniably become closer.

They arrived at the Hunt Residence in the afternoon.

Renee parked her vehicle inside the garage, then unlocked the trunk and pulled out a wheelchair.

“Sit on it,” she instructed Stefan.

“There’s no need for that. I’m not handicapped – I can get around.” He rejected her and attempted to go forward on his own.

“Quit moving!” She stopped him and barked, “Stop arguing and get in the wheelchair.”

Stefan was dominant by nature, but he abruptly relinquished his authority and sat dutifully in the wheelchair as Renee requested.

“I’m very happy, Renee.” He turned to face the woman who was pushing his wheelchair, and said pleasantly, “I hope you’ll support me like this for the rest of my life.”

He felt like she actually cared about him. Regardless of the truth, he had to hold on to his happiness.