After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 677

And at this moment, Isla, who had been thrown off the horse, did not feel the pain she should have felt.

It was in that instant when she fell that a white figure suddenly leaped from behind her!

The figure landed directly on her horse's back and then leaned forward to catch Isla with one hand just as she was about to fall to the ground. She lifted Isla up and placed her in front of herself, facing her!

Isla’s red lips were slightly open as she stared at Sylvia in shock. The woman's fair and delicate profile looked particularly charming under the winter sun, as if emitting a faint halo.

There was no emotion in Sylvia's cold almond eyes; it seemed like saving Isla was an insignificant thing that couldn't stir any emotional response from her.

Sylvia held Isla tightly against herself with one arm while pulling on the reins with the other.

Her long and powerful legs squeezed tight around the horse's belly; it struggled at first but every time it did so, Sylvia would tighten her grip until it felt pain.

It let out a whinny before gradually calming down and slowing its pace. "Miss Andrews..." Isla clung tightly to Sylvia's sleeve; even now, her body still trembled slightly. Her heart beat extremely fast as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

She gazed incredulously at Sylvia's beautiful face.

Why

just now, it was cool and awesome! She had

spun dizzily but despite feeling uneasy inside, she couldn't help but wrap both arms around Sylvia's

peace by hugging Sylvia? The onlookers were shocked by

tense expressions into

nothing happened. After all, no one wanted tragedy here... In the crowd, there were a pair of eyes

as if she was

up and saw a sea of

faces one by one,

gaze as if

but when she looked over,

noticed that the horse was slowing down more and more. The staff from the stable rushed over to see that everything was under control before coming to lead the horses

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horse by Sylvia and managed to stand on her own

red face as she looked

with sweat; she didn't have

before saying calmly, “Let's go; I'm tired