She Became Exactly What They Wished For novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

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On the day Maryann was discharged, Lawrence took time off work to pick her up, surprising.

But instead of taking her back to the villa, he brought her to a racetrack.

which was

“You love racing, right? I thought it might help you relax a little.” Lawrence looked at Maryann, as if looking forward to her reaction.

Not a flicker of emotion crossed her face. “Thanks. But you shouldn’t trouble yourself with that again.”

A familiar sense of unease, coupled with that nagging feeling that something was off, washed over Lawrence again.

Still, he didn’t say anything. He just took her hand and led her inside.

It was true-Maryann loved racing. The roar of engines and the blur of cars whipping past always lifted her spirits.

But soon, Candice appeared with a smile. “I felt so guilty about your burn, Mary. I just mentioned to Larry that I wanted to apologize to you in person, and he actually brought you here…”

Maryann was quiet for a moment. So, Lawrence had brought her here because of something Candice had said casually.

She met Candice’s triumphant, challenging gaze with indifference. “Oh, you wanted to apologize

ahead, then.”

in

ard by her reaction, Candice looked to Lawrence for help. “Larry…”

enough. What happened is in the past. Let it go.” Lawrence wrapped an arm around yann’s shoulders.

Maryann let out a sarcastic smile. The next moment, something in the prize display caught her eye -a necklace.

It was a keepsake from her late grandmother.

She immediately shook off Lawrence’s arm and hurried over. “I’m joining the race!”

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“No!” Lawrence followed quickly. “It’s too dangerous. Mary, don’t be reckless. If you want something, I can negotiate for it.”

“Can you get the necklace for me?” she asked.

But he hesitated. “That’s the racetrack’s prize. It has to be won according to their rules.”

So no.

“Then get out of my way.”

She pushed past him, grabbed a helmet, and got into a race car without looking back.

On the track, Maryann pressed the accelerator to the floor, leaving the other cars far behind.

Just one more turn, and she’d win.

But then a deafening engine roar echoed from behind. A black McLaren closed in aggressively and slammed into her car door.

A loud crash pierced the air.

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