A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

He only wanted to race with Amelie and did not want to complicate matters.

“Isn’t she a good racer? Can’t she adapt to even a minor change?” Ashton went on sarcastically, “It looks like Dash

can only race in broad daylight and on a straight road. What kind of dashing is that?”

His words were mean, undermining all of her previous accomplishments.

However, Amelie simply smiled. She casually looked around and asked, “Do you want me to agree to this race that

badly?”

Her sharp gaze seemed to be able to cut through the darkness. Elyse, who was hiding in the audience seats,

happened to meet Amelie’s gaze and the coldness in it shocked her.

Despite knowing that Amelie couldn’t see her, Elyse couldn’t help but be startled.

She felt Amelie’s question was directed at her for some inexplicable reason.

No… It can’t be!

Amelie doesn’t know I’ll be here!

Elyse tried to console herself before putting on a brave expression and raising her head. When she looked at Amelie

again, the woman had already turned her head away, showcasing only her fair neck from behind.

“I agree to it,” Amelie said as she casually strapped on her helmet.

Hearing that, Elyse felt her tenseness decrease and a cunning smile appeared on her face.

Truth was, she was the one who summoned Ashton.

Besides, she also gave him the idea to hold the race in the manner he suggested.

Ashton ignorantly thought that Elyse’s suggestion to hold the race in such a way was merely to scare Amelie. He

had no idea that she had an ulterior motive.

Though Elyse couldn’t find out anything from Amelie’s eyes when she looked at her today, from the cornea

transplant consent form Ellen brought back previously, it was stated clearly that the donor had donated her left

eye’s cornea.

If Amelie was indeed the donor, she wouldn’t be able to see anything with her left eye right now.

With her right eye blindfolded, she would be akin to a blind person.

And how could a blind person race?

Elyse had already thought of ways for Ashton to force Amelie to agree to his suggestion by hook or by crook.

But unexpectedly to her, Amelie readily agreed to it.

Thus, Elyse only had to wait for Amelie’s performance now.

If Amelie completed the entire race successfully, it meant that there were no issues with her eyes.

At best, she was merely the Big Eyes who accompanied Leo during the times he was abandoned. Even if Amelie

told him the truth in the future, he would not believe it.

There was no reason for Leo to doubt Elyse’s identity at all, especially given that she had lost her eyesight in her

left eye, not to mention her diaries and other information.

However, if Amelie were truly the one who donated her cornea, racing with her right eye blindfolded would almost

certainly result in a fatal accident, saving Elyse the need to get rid of Amelie with her own hands.

Meanwhile, seeing that Amelie had agreed to Ashton’s suggestion, Chris did not say anything further. He quickly

took two scarves from Ashton’s grasp and handed the bright red one to Amelie.

He didn’t give it much thought and simply felt that the bright red scarf complemented Amelie’s red shirt.

“Thank you,” Amelie murmured, her smile as beautiful as a rose blooming in the darkest of nights.

Amelie’s smile is truly captivating! Chris exclaimed in his heart.

Amelie, on the other hand, ignored everyone else and jumped into the driver’s seat of the car right away.

She then took out her phone and opened her racing app.

Her slender fingers clicked on some settings, and the entire race route was shown on the screen in no time.

A delicate woman’s voice resonated from the phone. “Racing mode has been activated. Good luck, racer.”

Amelie smiled faintly and bowed her head to blindfold her right eye with the red scarf. She then put on her special

Bluetooth earphones, which automatically connected to her phone.

With the audio broadcast function, the fact that she couldn’t see wouldn’t affect her performance in the race.

She had also practiced blindfolded racing with Julia so many times that a new race route would not affect her at all.

Meanwhile, Chris noticed Amelie setting the navigation on her phone and assumed it was her habit to do so before

a race.

When Ashton saw the same, he sneered, thinking that Amelie was indeed incompetent since she needed to set the

navigation for such a simple race.

Elyse, on the other hand, couldn’t see what Amelie had done as the latter was already in her car.

And so, all three cars then went to the starting point.

Chris had previously downloaded a bell sound to his phone and connected it to the loudspeaker.

When the bell rang, the three cars took off like arrows from their bows.

Elyse stood up slowly as she saw the cars getting further away, her gaze fixed firmly on Amelie’s red car.

The red car nimbly drove past all the curves and spun freely, as if it were a bird flying freely in the air.

No one would have guessed that this was a dangerous sport when they looked at the freely moving red car.

Is there nothing wrong with Amelie’s eyes? Elyse pondered as she clutched her platinum bag tightly, her lips

pursed.

The race was set to be five laps.

Within two minutes, Amelie’s car had stopped at the original starting point, followed by Chris’ car, which stopped

right next to hers.

Even though their time differences were only two to three seconds, such a difference meant a lot to professional

racers.

“Dash, you’re indeed fast!” Chris admitted defeat.

Hearing that, Amelie jumped out of the car and removed her red scarf while smiling confidently.

Chris was mesmerized by her yet again when he saw her smile.

Ashton was the last to arrive, with a time difference of thirty seconds.

When he reached them, a defeated expression could be seen on his face.

He had previously thought Amelie was incapable, but she proved to be more than capable of defeating Chris, a

highly skilled racer.

All of Ashton’s previous words were now a slap in the face for him.

This was a total disgrace for him. After all, he was a young master from a wealthy family who had never been this

embarrassed before.

Hence, he slapped his helmet on his steering wheel, venting his anger.

At this point, his phone’s notification alarm rang, notifying him that he had a message.

Seeing that it was a message from Elyse, he quickly opened it without any hesitation.

Elyse texted, ‘What’s the shining thing in front of Amelie?’

She was further away and couldn’t see clearly what it was except for the fact that it was shining brightly.

Elyse wasn’t particularly surprised by the results of the race. However, she somehow felt that something was amiss,

so she asked this question.

‘The navigation system.’ Ashton depressingly replied to her message.

Navigation? Elyse was also a racer and she was even more skilled than Ashton. Hence, she knew that there was an

application specifically designed to broadcast the race route to aid racers.

It might not work well on complicated routes, but it could work flawlessly on simple laps with no errors.

Why did Amelie need to use the navigation system?

There is no reason for a professional racer to use navigation for such simple laps!

Elyse began to analyze the situation.

Suddenly, she remembered the previous race in which Amelie had defeated her. In that race, Amelie was also

blindfolded for the entire duration and depended solely on Julia’s route broadcast.

At the time, Elyse assumed Amelie did it to humiliate her, but apparently it was all because Amelie had vision

problems and chose to be blindfolded to not affect the race!

There must be some issues with her eyes!

She is Amy, the person whom Ellen always mentioned!

Such a sudden realization caused Elyse to unconsciously release her grip on her bag, and her bag fell to the floor

with a thud.

“Who’s there?” Chris heard the noise and started looking around while pulling out the torchlight.

But Ashton quickly approached Chris and took away his torchlight. “It’s impossible for anyone to be here. Maybe it’s

just a stray cat.”

When Chris heard that, he accepted such a possibility and did not pursue it further.

Meanwhile, Elyse hid for a moment before raising her face indignantly again.

She then noticed Amelie leisurely tidying her helmet and car accessories. Is she preparing to go back now?

The truth is out! She is the woman who donated her cornea to Leo. She’ll be trouble for me if I let her go tonight!

Elyse had had enough of people looking down on her and she couldn’t imagine how Leo would treat her if he found

out the truth.

With this in mind, she clenched her fists and bit her lower lip tightly, oblivious to the fact that she had bitten down

so hard that her lip was bleeding.

Her white teeth were stained with blood, but all she could think about was how she could keep Amelie here forever

so that she would never appear in front of Leo again.

Elyse’s gaze fell and, as if the night had given her miraculous strength, a bold idea emerged in her mind…