After the fourth lap, the car finally began to slow down. Sheffield ran towards the car, relieved.

When the car stopped completely, he opened the door and pulled the woman out of the car.

"Thank God, you are safe! Evelyn, don't scare me like that!"

Evelyn gasped in his arms to calm herself down.

"Sheffield..."

“I'm here."

“Don't ever... race again."

“Why not?" He looked at her in confusion.

“It's too scary..." Her legs were still soft and trembling.

Only God knew where she had gotten the courage from. She drove a racing car, all by herself, and finished four Laps!

She had raced for so long because it acted as an outlet for her emotions. She put all that frustration into racing.

“Don't worry. I'm used to it already," replied Sheffield. He took off her helmet and kissed her on the forehead.

“Don't do it. Just focus on your research.”

“Are you worried about me?" he asked with a grin.

Evelyn scoffed.

She pushed the man away and walked towards the changing room.

Sheffield followed her.

“Evelyn, if you don't want me to, I won't race again. But you have to promise me that you will break up with Joshua and be my girlfriend.”

“You can keep racing, Sheffield. I don't care."

He shook his head.

“I won't race again. I won't-No, wait. Never racing again might be a little too hard for me, but I will come here less often hereafter."

“Whatever. I'm going to get changed.”

“Okay, let's change together."

"Go away!"

When they entered the fitting room, Sheffield insisted on squeezing into her room. She rolled her eyes at the man and ordered, "Get out!"