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.

at

cupped his hands around his mouth as he called out

got on his own horse to trot over to the other side of

and Charles to pick

in red jodhpurs, which juxtaposed beautifully with the gorgeous white mare she had picked out from the stables. It was hard for anyone not to take a picture

a low whistle.

not particularly good with words, so he complimented lamely, “You

if Sonia had washed her hands off the Fuller Family, she still flashed Tyler a

up at this. Sonia’s

three of them engage in friendly conversation. He couldn’t help the bitterness that surged through him, and he was seized with an impulse

the horse he had chosen and headed for a race with Zane, Tyler, and

in the way of their race, Sonia

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

same time you mount your foot on

turned to glare at him. “Are you

this.

a beat or two but did not refuse

here for horseback riding anyway, it would be great if she could get a

told her and did as she was

her right leg

his horse,

for the impact. However, the pain she had been expecting

did she realize that Toby was carrying

rushed to her face instantly. “L-Let

lowered his head and registered the embarrassed look on her face. Amusement glittered in his eyes as he bent over to put her down on 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

gaped at him with wide eyes. “You’ll propel

said, “Put your left foot

did as she

and again, she

then cupped her rump with one hand while lifting her

embarrassed at

behind her in a low voice, “H-Hey, do you mind taking your right

the right hand in question, which was placed firmly on her butt in his effort to

mount the horse, and he paid no attention

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