bChapter /b440

    After they finished eating. Sana figured Wesley would finally be satisfied and leave her alone. But the moment they got downstairs, to prted kar and pulled her toward his ear.

    “What are you doing?” Sana struggled against his grip.

    Wesley bent down to fasten her seatbelt, smiling as he said, “Taking you for a drive.

    Sana rolled her eyes at his words. “What drive? It’s almost midnight. Stop being crazy!*

    But Wesleypletely ignored her protests. He finished buckling her seatbelt, got into the driver’s seat, gripped the steering wheel, and fit the gas pedal. The car shot forward toward the outskirts of town.

    Sana found herself being dragged along the winding mountain road outside the city. Cool mountain air rushed through the rolled down andesta, making her long hair whip around wildly.

    Just as they rounded a dangerous curve, Wesley hit the elerator again. The sudden increase in speed made her heart race uncontrobly.

    “Ah!” Sana couldn’t hold back her scream any longer.

    Wesley nced over at her with an amused smile, then took another sharp turn down a nearly ny–degree slope at breakneck speed.

    Sana felt like she was about to fly right out of her seat. Fear and an indescribable rush of excitement filled her chestpletely

    The car screeched as they shot down the slope, and Wesley kept the pedal to the metal for another stretch before finally pulling into an abandoned parking lot.

    Sana pressed her hand against her racing heart, her face flushed bright red. “That wasn’t a casual drive!” she gasped. He’d called bit /ba leisurely ride, but that was straight–up street racing.

    “Yeah, didn’t like it?” Wesley asked with that same easy smile, not bothering to deny it.

    Sana tried to catch her breath and eventually shook her head. ‘Did I not like it?‘ she thought. Actually, that wasn’t quite right–it was just such a shock.

    “I never would have guessed you were into street racing,” Sana said,,looking Wesley up and down from head to toe.

    Now that he’d let go of the steering wheel, he was back to his usual gentle, refined facade. There was no trace of the wild side he’d just shown her on those mountain roads.

    Wesley handed her the bottle of water he’d just opened, then spoke slowly.

    “Can’t help it. Being a psychologist is incredibly stressful, and I need some way to blow off steam,” Wesley exined with a self–deprecatingugh.

    “Actually, when I was younger, I wanted to be a race car driver. But then I discovered I loved psychology more, so I gave up on that dream.”

    He shook his head, amused by the irony. “Turns iout /ibeing ba /bpsychologist is so stressful that I ended up going back to racing anyway.

    “It’s the only thing that really helps me unwind. When I’m flying down the track, all my problems just disappear. What about you?”

    Under the starlit sky, Wesley’s smile seemed ito /imake his eyes sparkle, and Sana found herself unable to look directly at him.

    She subtly turned her gaze away. “I think it’s pretty good too. But if you’ve been doing this for a while, I should have heard about it by now, rightb? /bHowe no one ever mentioned it?”

    Sana wasn’t exaggerating about her past obsession. During those years when she was chasing after Wesley, she’d followed his every move more intensely than any celebrity stalker.

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    Even with all that attention, she’d never known about his racing hobby Wastey must have hidden it incredibly van

    The realization made Sana re at him. ‘So he was specifically keeping secrets from me, she thought

    Wesley caught her expression and chuckled. “Don’t overthink it. It wasn’t that you weren’t paying attention, and it wouet that i busding i tom. just stopped using racing as stress relief after I came back to the country.”

    “Why?” Sana asked instinctively.

    Wesley suddenly turned to look directly at her. His intense gaze made Sana’s checks flush red, and she started stammering, “Why are byou /bstaring at me like that?”

    Wesley let out a long sigh. “Because you’re the reason I gave up racing.”

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