Chapter 740

Chapter 740

Darius looked around and saw two female teachers with a dozen

children standing in the horse field. It was then that he realized

something shocking. The education he thought was good for his

daughter and what Sylvia and Isabelle understood as good education

seemed to be on different paths.

He thought his daughter would go to class to learn cultural subjects,

then attend special classes to develop her talents. But why did his five-

year-old daughter have to learn horseback riding? Why did she need it?

He only wanted her to be a happy little princess. What kind of

protection association was this? Was it really a protection association

or a danger association?

As he silently grumbled in dissatisfaction, Isabelle pointed at a little girl

wearing pink shorts and shirt as she said, "This is Bethany."

The little girl had short hair with shiny sweat beads on her forehead that

trickled down her cheeks along with some strands of hair sticking onto

the wet skin.

Despite being so young, she had an impressive look in her eyes

showing determination; one could tell that this child wasn't raised like a

delicate flower in greenhouse conditions.

Perhaps because of experiencing many hardships from an early age,

she practiced hard. She learned every movement the teacher

instructed perfectly despite being young; even mounting the horse's

back by pulling its reins were done correctly.

Darius watched anxiously as the little girl flipped over gracefully onto

the back of a white pony after putting on safety gear under teacher

guidance.

She started galloping forward once patting its back while Darius" heart

almost jumped out of his throat thinking how dangerous it all seemed!

“Too risky! Quick-" He was about to rush over but Isabelle grabbed his

arm firmly and said with a resolute look," To let the child grow up, we

must learn how to let go.”

“I know you may worry about her safety, but this is all for laying

foundations for her growing up strong enough later.” Her eyes

reddened slightly, "Miss Andrews told me that I should not only be a

shield for the child but also a teacher who teaches her to fly high and

fight her battles."

"Miss Andrews provided such excellent opportunities for us; we have

no reason to wince."

Darius was taken aback. Her delicate features were marred by pain,

and it cut him to the core. What kind of suffering had she endured to

become like this? He suddenly reached out and pulled her into a tight

embrace, making it hard for her to breathe.

“I'm sorry, it's my fault for being late," he said. "If only I had investigated

more thoroughly and kept someone by your side, you wouldn't have

suffered so much.”

Isabelle’s face was pressed against his chest as she heard his strong

heartbeat. She blushed uncontrollably and tried to push him away.

“Let go of me," she said.

Darius immediately released her when he sensed her discomfort.

"Don't worry, with me around, no one can hurt you or your daughter.”

"I can become stronger and protect my child," Isabelle replied through

gritted teeth.

"You don't always have to be strong; sometimes you need rest too,"

Darius said tenderly.

Just then, the class was over. Bethany jumped off her horse with ease;

having spent some time at the association had strengthened both her

body and mind.

She ran towards Isabelle with a bright smile on her face. "Mom! You're

back!"

Isabelle nodded and asked, "How are you doing in your class today?"

“I love horseback riding! The sound of wind is so soothing!" Bethany

exclaimed excitedly before mentioning that they would have shooting

lessons later in the evening where she hoped to score 10 rings!

“That's not easy," Darius remarked while admiring his daughter's

beauty which resembled both him and Isabelle in different ways - an

inexplicable feeling washed over him knowing that this little girl carried

his bloodline forward - warm yet surreal!

He knelt down slowly until he was eye level with Bethany who looked

up at him curiously as if noticing for the first ime how handsome he

looked.

"Do you know who I am?" Darius asked gently.

Bethany blinked twice before replying, “You're such a cool uncle!"

However, perhaps it was due to the deep wounds inflicted upon her by

the Bentley family in the past that there was a clear sense of alertness

in her eyes.