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.

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

seen all the horses. And Stanley and Nathan had already chosen two horses. Both were tall horses, with strong muscular lines, smooth manes,

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

Chloe smiled, “Very.”

and he

already brought the horse to her side. And it was quite evident that the horse was a

a purebred from Ireland. Purebreds are bred from champion horses on the race track. They are born with the physical qualities needed for fast running. The

Because it is a noble breed, the treatment it gets is naturally the best. But these horses often

started to lose its temper, kicking up dust as it started to tug at the reins, trying to break free from Wendy’s

grip.

horse wouldn’t calm down. Chloe

said, “This horse has a bad

Ah…!”

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

Watch out!” Nathan’s heart leaped into his throat. If the horse really kicked Chloe, the consequences would be unthinkable. He rushed over, snatching the reins from Wendy and pulling hard to the side. The horse’s head turned,

to the side, his face very stern. When she looked back at Chloe, she found her standing there quietly, watching

a chill, her gaze meeting Chloe’s making her

and threw the reins back into Wendy’s hands, his gaze icy cold. Wendy gripped the