Abandoned for His First Love, Returned as Racing Champion

“Don’t worry,” Quincy said with a cold laugh. “No one is fighting you for him.”

Cora’s expression shifted slightly. “Quincy, do you know what Leonard told me last night?”

“He said that after the competition, he’s going to divorce you.”

She raised her hand in front of Quincy, the diamond ring on her finger shining under the sunlight.

Quincy’s eyes fell on the ring, and her heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

Five years ago, Leonard used the same design when he proposed to her.

Back then, he told her he designed it himself and that it was one of a kind.

So even something called unique could still be copied.

Quincy suddenly smiled, not out of mockery, but at herself.

Cora frowned slightly. “What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing.” Quincy’s smile faded, and her hoarse voice sounded calm. “The ring is beautiful.”

After saying that, she turned to leave, but Cora suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.

“You think I’m lying? Leonard will marry me. He definitely will!”

Quincy pulled her hand away and left behind one sentence. “Hope your wish comes true.” Then she walked away.

Cora stayed there, her face turning white then green, her eyes packed with jealousy and anger.

“A cripple, what’s there to be proud of!”

Quincy heard her, but she didn’t look back.

She was disabled, but disabled people could still win.

Today was her mother’s death anniversary. Quincy came to the cemetery alone and told her mother about the divorce happening soon.

When she left, she noticed the tire had been slashed.

Her eyelids twitched. Before she could think more about it, something heavy hit the back of her head, and she blacked out right away.

Quincy woke up after cold water was thrown onto her.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the bright light made her narrow them without thinking.

A strong ache came from the back of her head. She tried lifting her hand to touch it, only to realize both of her hands were tied behind her back.

Her sight slowly cleared, and she saw the bald man standing in front of her.

“You’re awake?” The bald man tossed the bucket aside and roughly pulled her hair. “Mrs. Barnes, sorry about this. Someone asked me to bring you here as a guest.”

He let go of her and started a video call.

After the call connected, he turned the screen toward Quincy. She saw Leonard, with Cora beside him.

Leonard’s face instantly darkened from the other side of the phone. “Quincy, what happened to you?!”

The bald man laughed and pointed the camera back at himself. “Mr. Barnes, don’t get worked up. I only brought your wife here because I need a little favor from you.”

Leonard clenched his teeth. “You work for Russell, right? If you’ve got a problem, come to me. Don’t touch Quincy!”

“Calm down.” The bald man smiled. “As long as you quit tomorrow’s RPC race, I’ll send your wife back right away.”

Leonard stayed quiet. Then Cora’s voice came from the phone. “Leonard, this race means a lot to you. You waited five years, and I waited five years too. We can’t give up now!”

Leonard still said nothing. Seeing that, the bald man harshly slapped Quincy. “Talk! Tell your husband to come save you, or I’ll kill you!”

The camera turned toward her again, and her eyes met Leonard’s.

She truly wanted to know, between the race and her, what Leonard would pick.

Seeing the hope in her eyes, Leonard suddenly felt his chest tighten.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Cora spoke again.

“Leonard, don’t trust her. She’s pretending! What kidnapping? She clearly worked with Russell to put on this act, all to stop you from racing!”

Leonard frowned. “Cora, stop saying nonsense.”

“I’m not saying nonsense!” Cora’s voice turned louder. “Think about it. How can things be this exact? Right before the race, she suddenly gets kidnapped. Not sooner, not later. If this isn’t an act, then what is?”

Leonard’s face slightly changed. When he looked at Quincy again, there was now some doubt in his eyes.