The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1150

A pair of bright eyes flashed with excitement, instantly shifted, replaced by a smirk that sent a chill down Wendy’s spine.

“No need,” she said calmly, sidestepping Wendy and Rhys, heading forward.

Nathan, too, couldn’t wait to follow her.

Stanley trailed behind, his expression cold, his gaze fixed on Rhys like a razor–sharp blade, as if he couldn’t wait to slice the man’s soul in two. Rhys cast him a sideways glance, meeting his gaze head–on, his eyes flickering with undisguised contempt and superiority. Then he caught up with Chloe, “Ms. Chloe, Ms. Alonso was right, you’re a beginner. How about I pick out a gentle pony for you? Ponies are small and totally safe.”

“I said I don’t need it.” Chloe was really fed up with this man’s persistence, her tone already exuding impatience.

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Watching Chloe bypass the pony stable, Rhys‘ eyes flashed, and he suddenly started laughing again.

‘No need for a pony, I’ll teach you to ride. How about this one? It’s big, but it’s tame, should be easy to control.”

Wendy was trailing behind them, leading a horse. Although she was smiling, she was far from happy. She personally didn’t like Mr. Rhys, but she didn’t want to see a man not liking her.

Especially since Rhys seemed interested in her from the start, from his compliments to his current fascination with Chloe, she was both angry and jealous.

pulled. Wendy turned her head, just about to tighten the reins when her movements froze, a glint of malice flashing in her

a damn. She had taken a full circle and had seen all the horses. And Stanley and Nathan had already chosen two horses. Both were tall horses,

horse? Handsome, isn’t it?” Nathan patted the horse’s neck beside him, looking

Chloe smiled, “Very.”

and he regretfully

the horse to her side. And it was quite evident that the horse was a bit restless. Its breath was

Ireland. Purebreds are bred from champion horses on the race track. They are born with the physical qualities needed for fast running. The beauty of this horse is not only in its appearance but also in its vibrant state of movement.

it starts running, it will be even more attractive. Because it is a noble breed, the treatment it gets is naturally the

to lose its temper, kicking up

grip.

the reins tightly, trying to soothe it, but the horse wouldn’t calm down. Chloe frowned, taking a couple of steps

said, “This horse has a bad temper. I had a hard

Ah…!”

reins in her hand loosened a few loops, and the horse took

throat. If the horse really kicked Chloe, the consequences would be unthinkable. He rushed over, snatching the reins from Wendy

watched as Nathan pulled the horse to the side, his face very stern. When she looked back at Chloe, she

meeting Chloe’s making

into Wendy’s hands, his gaze icy cold. Wendy gripped the