After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

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 Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

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 time 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.