Chapter 281: Almost Died

Morgan watched in horror as his car swerved, its headlights flashing against the mountain cliff. The rear tires pressed against the edge, struggling to climb back up. In those desperate moments, Morgan felt like his life was flashing before his eyes, as though he were teetering on the brink of death.

“Let go! I told you, let go! If you don’t, I’ll bite you!” Morgan screamed, his eyes wide, his voice trembling.

Yunice seemed completely oblivious, her focus solely on gripping the steering wheel. The crashes grew more intense. Morgan’s side of the car, closer to the mountain, kept being hit by falling rocks.

Slowly, Morgan’s strength began to fade—unsure whether from fear or the shouting—and Yunice took full control of the wheel. He stared at Yunice’s chin in shock, finally understanding what it was like to face a lunatic.

With Yunice in control, Morgan didn’t release the accelerator. She didn’t stop him either, just relentlessly steering the car toward the mountain wall. The door on Morgan’s side scraped against the rocks, and if he hadn’t been wearing his seatbelt, he likely would have been thrown out by now.

The repeated shocks left Morgan clutching his chest, gasping for air, barely able to breathe from the shock. Seeing this, Yunice slammed the car into the mountain wall again. This time, the impact was so strong that the car bounced backward, the rear tires pressing dangerously close to the cliff’s edge. But Yunice turned the wheel sharply, and the car stopped right against the mountain wall.

The steering column snapped, rendering the car completely immobile. Morgan groaned. His body was soaked in blood, and he passed out. As soon as he fainted, his foot slipped off the gas pedal, and the car came to a sudden stop.

Yunice was thrown forward by the abrupt halt, slamming into the dashboard. Her vision blurred and turned red. She wiped the blood from her eyes with her coat sleeve and then heard an engine approaching from behind.

Is someone following us? So fast? Yunice thought even Wyatt couldn’t have caught up this fast. Who could it be?

She looked back and saw an orange sports car speeding toward them. Behind the windshield was Wyatt. Yunice froze, realizing the car was very close now, with Wyatt showing no sign of slowing down. The car was about to push theirs off the cliff! Her heart skipped a beat. She came here to deal with Morgan, not to die!

Instinctively, she tried to restart Morgan’s car, but after everything that had happened, it was too damaged to start. In a panic, she glanced back. Wyatt’s car was right in front of her now, and she instinctively stepped back, hoping a small distance might save her.

It was pointless. As the cars neared, Wyatt glanced over, and their eyes met for a brief second. Then, a gust of wind swept through, and Yunice helplessly watched as Wyatt’s car zipped past Morgan’s, squeezing through the narrow gap near the cliff.

The mountain road was already tight, and Morgan’s car took up almost two-thirds of it. Wyatt’s car was nearly half in mid-air. Yunice leaned forward, reaching out, hoping to grab Wyatt before he fell off the cliff!

She probably overestimated her strength and ignored basic physics. She hadn’t even thought about how pulling Wyatt up was far less likely than being pulled down with him. But she reached anyway. Her hand was too slow. She grabbed nothing, and Wyatt’s orange sports car sped past her in a flash.

The next moment, the car’s wheels hit the ground, and using inertia, it swung back onto the road. Then, the orange sports car slammed into the mountain wall, trying to make an emergency stop.

Yunice quickly climbed out of Morgan’s car and ran after Wyatt’s. The road was littered with falling rocks from earlier crashes, but Yunice kept running. She ran nearly 600 feet before she saw Wyatt’s car bounce and finally stop. She reached it quickly and tried to open the passenger door.

Thankfully, the door wasn’t too damaged, and she managed to open it. Climbing inside, she immediately checked Wyatt’s condition. He was wearing a black shirt, and at first, it wasn’t obvious that he was bleeding. Yunice felt his body carefully, and when she didn’t feel any blood, she moved her hands lower to his legs.

No fractures. She continued checking for bruises or bleeding until she reached a soft, swollen spot. She paused for a moment, then quickly moved her hand away as if nothing had happened. Yunice also noticed a spot near the driver’s side door, caused by the heat from friction.