Like a Roller Coaster Ride
I stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out.
It startled Ethan, who was observing the trunk through the rearview mirror. He instinctively clutched his seatbelt. "Honey, slow down! You're going too fast!"
I answered calmly, "We're running late. We need to rush to catch the flight."
Then, I stomped my foot on the accelerator.
There was a speed bump ahead, so I finally slowed the car down.
Still, he lurched in his seat.
He tightened his grip on the grab handle. A wave of unease went through his face, and I could tell that he was green at the gills.
If this were how he was feeling, I could already imagine how badly the one hiding in the trunk was suffering.
The thuds sounded from the trunk were a symphony to my ears.
I glanced at the pallid man who was trying his best to keep his eyes on the road. Then, an idea occurred to me as I asked, "Honey, did you hear something? I think a mouse has snuck into the trunk."
As soon as my words left me, the noise in the trunk immediately stopped.
Ethan was looking anywhere but at me. He forced a chuckle and tried to gaslight me. "Is that so? I only hear the engine roar. You must've misheard."
I frowned deeper. "No, I didn't. Something's inside our trunk! I'll park over there to check it out."
When he saw that I really was going to pull the car to a stop, he couldn't hide the look of panic on his face. "Honey, I'll miss the flight if we stop now. How about you drop me at the airport first and send the car for repair later?"
I only said those things to light a fire under his ass. Since he decided to play the denial game, I might as well play along. "Fine. Sit tight. I'm speeding up."
His only response was to blanch and clutch the grab handle tighter.
The comments were outraged.
"Poor Ethan. Poor Ava. She's bruising everywhere. Tonya really is a wicked woman."
"There's no need to get upset. Once Tonya's money goes to Ethan, he'll make her pay for what she did."
"I can't wait for Ethan to divorce her and throw Ava a grand wedding!"
I arched my brow, barely hiding a sneer.
'What a greedy little man. He wants to take my wealth by using me as a stepping stone? Well, pigs will fly before that will ever happen.'
There was a crossroad ahead, and I didn't hesitate to gun down that winding road.
Ethan frowned at my choice. "Honey, it's difficult to navigate the road. Why don't you switch routes?"
I brushed him off. "It's a faster route."
The car swayed on the winding road. He kept bumping against the window.
Heavy thuds kept coming from the trunk.
"Let me take over the wheel." Ethan forced through gritted teeth, his hand still holding the handle.
I shook my head. "It's impossible to stop on the highway. Don't worry. We're arriving at the airport soon."
Before he could protest, I added, "Stop distracting me with your voice. What if we get into an accident?"
He immediately straightened his posture and smiled bitterly. "Thanks, honey. Slow down. There's no need to rush. Your safety is my top priority."
I nodded in perfunctory fashion, but my foot remained pressing on the pedal.
Ethan was as white as a ghost, but he kept observing the trunk through the rearview mirror from time to time. He was clearly worried about the person inside there.
I sneered.
It seemed like he still didn't understand the gravity of his current situation. Since that was the case, it was time to bring out the big guns.
I slammed on the brakes, causing the speeding car to skid to a stop with a painful screech.
It caught Ethan off guard, causing his head to bump onto the roof of the car.
I deprived him of the chance to berate me by hitting the accelerator and sending the car sliding across the road.
