CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT

She was the one who finally got the horse under control at the critical moment. Why did she have a needle in her bracelet? And she was so calm to prick the horse in the right place. Did she possess medical skills? A myriad of thoughts ran through Kennedy’s mind. Nobody could see through the mystery that was the woman in front of him. But it increased his desire to get to know her more. Bella, who was in a trance, came to when she saw Kennedy’s eyes and realized she was still in his arms. Her heart skipped a beat, and she pulled his hands away quickly. “Guys, please carry on. I’ll take a rest.” Watching her walk away, Kennedy felt a stirring in his heart. Her waist stood out in particular in the red riding outfit. She had a gentle and heroic appearance. How many different sides did she have that he didn’t know? “Kennedy, care for a race?” Baxter challenged, hopping back on his horse and looking at Kennedy with a daring gaze. Kennedy regained his composure and replied calmly, “Sure.”