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.

about to tighten the reins when her movements froze, a glint

taken a full circle and had seen all the horses. And Stanley and Nathan had already chosen two horses. Both were tall horses, with

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

Chloe smiled, “Very.”

to the horse by Wendy, and he

found that Wendy had somehow already brought the horse to her side. And it was quite evident that the horse was a bit restless. Its breath was heavy and fast, its

is very professional, this horse is a purebred from Ireland. Purebreds are bred from champion horses on the race track. They are born

Because it is a noble breed, the treatment it gets is naturally the

temper, kicking up dust as it started to tug at the reins, trying to break

grip.

reins tightly, trying to soothe it, but the horse wouldn’t calm down. Chloe frowned, taking a couple of

looked a bit flustered. She turned to Chloe and said, “This horse has a bad temper. I had a

Ah…!”

hand loosened a few loops, and the horse

be unthinkable. He rushed over, snatching the reins

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

Chloe’s making

into Wendy’s hands, his gaze

If you hurt Chloe,

couple of times, “I didn’t