After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 740

Chapter 740

Darius looked around and saw two female teachers with a dozenchildren standing in the horse field. It was then that he realizedsomething shocking. The education he thought was good for hisdaughter and what Sylvia and Isabelle understood as good educationseemed 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 ofprotection association was this? Was it really a protection associationor a danger association?

As he silently grumbled in dissatisfaction, Isabelle pointed at a little girlwearing pink shorts and shirt as she said, "This is Bethany."

The little girl had short hair with shiny sweat beads on her forehead thattrickled down her cheeks along with some strands of hair sticking ontothe wet skin.

Despite being so young, she had an impressive look in her eyesshowing determination; one could tell that this child wasn't raised like adelicate flower in greenhouse conditions.

Perhaps because of experiencing many hardships from an early age,she practiced hard. She learned every movement the teacherinstructed perfectly despite being young; even mounting the horse'sback by pulling its reins were done correctly.

Darius watched anxiously as the little girl flipped over gracefully ontothe back of a white pony after putting on safety gear under teacherguidance.

She started galloping forward once patting its back while Darius" heartalmost jumped out of his throat thinking how dangerous it all seemed!“Too risky! Quick-" He was about to rush over but Isabelle grabbed hisarm firmly and said with a resolute look," To let the child grow up, wemust learn how to let go.”

“I know you may worry about her safety, but this is all for layingfoundations for her growing up strong enough later.” Her eyesreddened slightly, "Miss Andrews told me that I should not only be ashield for the child but also a teacher who teaches her to fly high andfight her battles."

"Miss Andrews provided such excellent opportunities for us; we haveno 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 tobecome like this? He suddenly reached out and pulled her into a tightembrace, making it hard for her to breathe.

“I'm sorry, it's my fault for being late," he said. "If only I had investigatedmore thoroughly and kept someone by your side, you wouldn't havesuffered so much.”

Isabelle’s face was pressed against his chest as she heard his strongheartbeat. 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 throughgritted 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 herbody and mind.

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

Isabelle nodded and asked, "How are you doing in your class today?"“I love horseback riding! The sound of wind is so soothing!" Bethanyexclaimed excitedly before mentioning that they would have shootinglessons later in the evening where she hoped to score 10 rings!“That's not easy," Darius remarked while admiring his daughter'sbeauty which resembled both him and Isabelle in different ways - aninexplicable feeling washed over him knowing that this little girl carriedhis bloodline forward - warm yet surreal!

He knelt down slowly until he was eye level with Bethany who lookedup at him curiously as if noticing for the first ime how handsome helooked.

"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 bythe Bentley family in the past that there was a clear sense of alertnessin her eyes.