Chapter 131


    "Nah. He''s busy with his studies and our time zones were totally opposite. He only ever called Mom


    and Dad."


    Sometimes when she got a call from her little brother, she''d answer on the sly, so her husband didn’t


    know.


    Andre didn''t press further. Instead, he suggested, "Take a fewps around the front yard, then drive to


    the fountain."


    Mia Irwin nced at the side. She asked Andre, "Honey, your car doesn''t have a handbrake."


    Andre: "…We don''t need a handbrake today. I''ll get one installed for you next time."


    Again, he urged, "Start the engine.”


    Mia nervously honked the car horn, then released the brake, allowing the car to coast forward at idle


    speed, then slowly pushed the elerator.


    The honking in the yard woke Hansen Cedillo.


    He stepped out, saw Leo in the living room, "What''s that noise outside?"


    "Andre is teaching Mia to drive."


    Hansen muttered, "What a bore, teaching his wife to drive in this heat."


    Hansen chatted with Leo, "Your uncle is so funny. I told him to get married, and he acted like he didn''t


    want to. As if I wanted to hurt him. Now, if someone asked him to divorce Mia, would he be willing?"


    Leo pondered this. He sidled up to Hansen and asked quietly, "Considering his stubbornness, always


    going against your words, why did he listen to you about marrying Mia this time?"


    Hansen was smug, "Humph, dare he disobey me? No matter how capable he is, he''s just a CEO. I''m


    still the chairman above him."


    However, Hansen''s smugness didn''tst long. Leo brought him back to reality, "Quit daydreaming. The


    just take his team and start over somewhere else, leaving the mess to you. Then we''ll see what you


    do."


    Hansen gave Leo a hard p on the head.


    "Get lost."


    Leo shrugged, retreated, scratched his head, "Grandpa, I just want to know the truth. I promise I won''t


    tell anyone."


    Hansen wasn''t in the mood, didn''t want to say a word to his grandson.


    The old man was stubborn. Anyone who upset him, he''d make sure they''re not happy.


    "The truth, you''re not worthy to know."


    Hansen left Leo, walked out to the yard, watching the car slowly creeping along the ground like a turtle.


    Inside the Rolls-Royce GHOST.


    Mia was tense. Her husband sat beside her,forting her all the way, "Don''t be afraid, it''s fine."


    "Honey, there''s someone ahead." Mia whined to her husband.


    Andre was speechless.


    Seeing a person and not braking, was Mia nning to hit them?


    "Honey, what do we do? We''re getting closer to that person." Mia continued to cry out for guidance.


    Andre looked at her leg, then at the servant walking ahead.


    His silly wife saw a person but didn’t brake. That dumb servant saw a car but didn''t move out of the


    way.


    If an ident happened, both parties couldn''t escape the me.


    Mia was so nervous she forgot to brake.


    She rolled down the window, stuck her head out, and yelled at the servant ahead, "Hey, move, I''m


    gonna hit you."


    The car''s speed remained the same…


    Mr. Cedillo looked at his not-so-smart wife, silent.


    She really wasn''t smart!


    She could think of sticking her head out to shout, but couldn''t think of braking.


    Even if she forgot to brake, couldn''t she think of honking the horn?


    Would she, in the future, when she saw pedestrians, also stick her head out to yell, "Hey, move, I''m


    gonna hit you"?


    Mia''s yelling worked. Soon, all the servants on the road cleared out.


    "Stop the car." Andre said.


    Mia''s foot switched ces. The car stopped immediately.


    She braked so hard, so abruptly, that even with the seatbelt on, her body lurched forward. And Andre,


    who had too much faith in her and didn''t fasten his seatbelt, was thrown forward, hitting the dashboard.


    Andre grunted. He used his hand to push against the dashboard, steadying himself.


    Andre reminded himself, it''s his wife who''s driving. He must guide her gently, not lose his temper or


    scold her!


    After the car came to a stop, Mia breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately turned to her husband,


    asking if he was hurt.


    "Honey, are you okay? Did you hit your head? Does it hurt?"


    Suddenly, the car started moving forward slowly again.


    Mia, wide-eyed, looked at the runaway car, iling her arms, frantically patting her husband, begging


    for help, "Honey, what do we do, what do we do? I didn''t step on the gas, why is it moving? Honey!"


    Andre steadied himself, then took a deep breath. He didn''t respond to Mia''s fear, but calmly reached


    out and switched the gear. The car stopped.


    Once the car came to aplete stop, Mia was quiet.


    After a while, she said, "Honey, if you want to scold me, just do it."


    Andre nced at his self-ming wife and said, "It''s the car''s design that''s faulty, not your fault."


    "I''m the one who didn''t brake, and didn''t put it in park after stopping." Mia lowered her head in guilt.


    Andre said, "You''re a beginner, you need to learn slowly. I''m here with you, don''t be afraid."


    He held his wife''s hand and asked her, "If there''s a pedestrian blocking the road, what should you do?"


    Mia said softly, "Warn them to move."


    "How would you warn them?" Andre asked.


    Andre figured, now that she calmed down, she probably knew what to do.


    But Mia''s answer, though disappointing, was not surprising.


    "Roll down the window and shout at them."


    Mia still didn''t realize her mistake after she finished speaking. Her right hand was held by Andre, her


    left hand pointed to where they just passed outside the window, and she said, "That''s what I did just


    now, and they moved out of the way."


    Andre sighed, "Mia, you''re driving a four-wheeled car, not riding a bicycle. Even bicycles have bells!


    Nobody uses their voice to signal others to move.”


    He hoped Mia would remember that the horn is not just for decoration, it can be a lifesaver in an


    emergency.


    Mia pondered for about three minutes, then suddenly blurted out excitedly, "I should have honked the


    horn."


    "Yeah... why the heck didn''t I honk the horn instead of yelling?" she asked Andre again.


    Andre also wanted to know what the hell she was thinking just now.


    But Andre reminded her again, "Mia, you gotta brake when you see pedestrians. Cars should always


    give way to pedestrians. Got that? In any dangerous situation, remember to brake."


    Mia nodded, "Got it."


    Her brain got it, but her hands and feet seemed to have a mind of their own.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.