Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"Pearl, are you still there? Where is she?"

Suddenly, a stern voice interrupted from Mobius's side. "What are you doing, Mobius? The competition is about to start. Stop talking on the phone."

Despite the pressure from his coach, Mobius persisted, pleading softly, "Coach, my friend is sick. I want to go and see her. Is that okay?"

The coach's response was uncompromising. "I've already told you. The competition is starting. This is your debut here. I won't tolerate any distractions. Do you understand?"

With a steely resolve, Mobius removed his racing gear. "What are you doing? Are you defying me?" The coach's tone turned incredulous as Mobius prepared to forfeit the race.

"I'm not defying you. Please, coach, I'm begging you. Let me go," Mobius pleaded earnestly.

The coach shook his head and refused cruelly, "Your race is up next. Focus on that. I don't know who this friend of yours is, but you're not giving up your chance for them."

"Coach, she's the woman I love," Mobius confessed, his words striking a chord with Pearl, who listened in.

"Which is more important to you, your career or your love life?" the coach pressed, challenging Mobius's priorities.

Without hesitation, Mobius declared, "She's more important. She's my everything." This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

His unwavering devotion left the coach momentarily speechless, though he still insisted, "You can finish the race in half an hour. Can't you wait until then?"

Realizing Mobius's dilemma, Pearl interjected, "Just race. I'll stay with Esther. She'll be alright for now."

Although torn, Mobius reluctantly relented under the weight of his coach's disapproval.

After ending the call, he donned his racing gear once more, but his thoughts remained with Esther, lying vulnerable in the hospital bed.

Leukemia was not a trivial illness. Esther was afraid of pain, and that illness would bring her a lot of pain.

The conflicting emotions gnawed at Mobius, distracting him even as the race began. He just wanted to get it over with so he could go and see Esther sooner.

Observing Mobius's erratic driving, the coach grew concerned. "Mobius, that's too fast! You'll get into trouble!"

Lost in his turmoil, Mobius failed to heed the warning, accelerating unconsciously until he lost control of the car when he turned the corner.

With a deafening crash, Mobius's car collided with the track barrier, engulfed in flames.

Panic erupted among the spectators as chaos ensued. Dust and smoke billowed, obscuring the scene as Mobius's fans clamored to save him.

Bang!

"Stay back, everyone! The car could explode!" the coach warned, frantically directing the crowd away from the danger.

Amidst the chaos, rescue efforts commenced, with people rushing to get Mobius out of the wreckage. His head was seriously injured, and his right leg was broken.

As he fell unconscious, Mobius murmured faintly, his thoughts consumed by Esther. "Esther... Take me to the hospital where Esther is..."