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

mouth as he called out to

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

and Charles to

picked out from the stables. It was hard for anyone not to take a picture of the visuals

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

with words, so he complimented

had washed her hands off the Fuller

visibly perked up at this. Sonia’s finally

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

Charles rode out on the horse he had chosen and headed for a race with Zane,

their race,

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

over. “Grab onto the saddle at the same time you mount your foot

you actually telling me how to mount my

deny this. “Try it for

beat or two but did not

great if she could get a free coaching session in the process. As such,

told her and did as

There was a slight mishap when she tried to flip her right leg over the cantle—her hamstring was tight, and her right leg hung awkwardly on

shifted when he saw this, and he dismounted his horse, thereafter reaching out his arm to catch the

impact. However, the pain she had been expecting did not come, and she could even detect the faint scent of

did she realize that Toby

instantly. “L-Let me

her down on the ground, but he did not draw

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

in response, then said, “Put your left foot on

as she

the saddle,” he continued, and again, she did not defy

her waist and lowered himself slightly, then cupped her rump with one hand while

was flustered and embarrassed at

her head to address the man behind her in a low voice, “H-Hey, do

butt in his effort to support her

and he paid no attention to how the position of his

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