Toby averted his gaze when he met Sonia’s clear and icy one, seemingly terrified that she might see through him. He looked elsewhere as he pointed out, “You shouldn’t go horseback riding when you’re this pale and sick!”

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to glance at Sonia’s face.

 

Charles was the first to speak up. “He’s right, darling. You really do look a bit pale. Are you still feeling the after-effects of carsickness?”

Sonia patted her own face self-consciously. “Am I really that pale?”

“Just a little bit,” Rebecca replied.

Sonia gave a small laugh. “Well then, I should be fine enough to ride a horse.”

 

Toby’s brows furrowed when he heard this, and there was a disapproving look etched on his face. As it turned out, she had very little regard for her pregnancy. Surely taking care of the baby is more important than riding a horse!

Just as he was about to forcefully keep her from horseback riding, Charles interjected, suggesting, “Darling, perhaps you should go back and get some rest. You can always ride a horse the next time. We wouldn’t want you to get another dizzy spell, would we?”

 

Toby nodded imperceptibly at this, pleased that Charles was being sensible this time instead of indulging Sonia’s every whim like he usually did.

However, Sonia was adamant as she grinned and said, “Come on, I’m perfectly fine! Besides, what’s the point of going back now that I’m already here? Relax, I won’t get my horse to break into a gallop—I’ll keep it on a gentle and steady trot instead.”

“Very well, then,” Charles agreed, having assessed that her suggestion was feasible enough. Then, he led her toward the stables where they could pick out their horses.

Meanwhile, Toby stared after them, and his face grew dark and somber.

Charles was a sensible person, but the latter proved him wrong at the first chance he got. Seething, Toby thought, What does she see

mouth as he called

gave his foolish brother an indifferent look before completely ignoring them, then got on his own horse to trot over to the other side of the

Sonia and

the gorgeous white mare she had picked out from the stables. It was hard for anyone not to take

Zane came toward her on his horse and let out a low whistle. “Not bad. Who could have known that you’d look so

other hand, was not particularly good with

had washed her hands off the Fuller Family, she still flashed Tyler a warm smile as she

visibly perked up at this.

He couldn’t help the bitterness that surged through him, and he

the horse he had chosen and headed

race, Sonia led her horse toward the

ridden a horse, and she was getting rusty. She couldn’t even manage to get up on the saddle

same time you mount your foot on the stirrup, then as you spring, remember to

to glare at him. “Are you

this. “Try it

remained silent for a beat or two but

could get a free coaching session in the process. As such, she did not feel self-conscious at

had just told her and did

her right leg over the cantle—her hamstring was tight, and her right leg hung awkwardly on the saddle. Worst of all,

and he dismounted his

that she might fall onto the field below, and she was gearing up for the impact. However, the pain she had been expecting did not come, and she could even detect the faint

opened her eyes doubtfully, and only then did she realize

rushed to her face instantly. “L-Let me go

the ground, but he did not draw back his hand from where it rested in the curve of her waist. “Get a steady footing and I’ll propel

gaped at him with wide

then said, “Put your left foot on

as she

saddle,” he continued, and again,

slightly, then cupped her rump with one hand while lifting her right leg up with the other, working to propel her onto

embarrassed at

a low voice, “H-Hey, do you mind taking your right hand

on her butt in his effort to support her mounting

he paid no attention to how the position of

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