My Extraordinary Wife Chapter 1164

Chapter 1164Chapter 1164 Savior
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attention.
Her long, slender legs clung tightly to the horse's belly. Though she was slightly behind Sabrina, there
was no hint of nervousness on her face.
It appeared as if she did not care at all.
She was so calm that the outcome did not seem to matter to her.
Having been in the lead, Sabrina felt a sense of triumph in her heart. “I will not fall behind you, Ashlyn!”
At the final lap.
Suddenly, her horse went berserk. Buckling wildly, it caused her to bounce around on its back.
With each time, she was nearly thrown out.
Sabrina turned pale. Her grip around the horse's neck tightened. She could almost taste the peril she
would be in if she were to be thrown off the horse.
If I fall, I would undoubtedly be trampled to death.
Gradually, her hands no longer felt like they were her own. They were beginning to grow numb.
Her legs gripping the horse's belly were losing their strength.
The more her panic grew, the tighter she clung to the horse's neck.
The tighter she held on, the more agitated the horse became.
Sabrina's thoughts were in utter chaos, with fear and anxiety intertwined.
What on earth is going on with this horse? Why is it suddenly behaving like this?
Without realizing it, she tensed up and gripped the horse's mane tightly.
As a result of her painful vice grip, the horse let out a whinny and reared up on its hind legs.
At that moment, the last vestiges of Sabrina's strength left her.
Her mind was blank as the horse flung her violently into the air.
She tried desperately to grasp something, yet she there was nothing for her to hold on to.
She heard the panicked screams of the onlookers and shut her eyes in despair.
She gritted her teeth in frustration, wondering why the horse had suddenly gone mad. Am I going to lose to Ashlyn even in horse riding, the skill I take the most pride in?
She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to her fate of being thrown off her steed.
It's so unfair. Am I going to become a laughingstock? Ashlyn must be feeling so smug.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The more she dwelled on it, the more her rage
grew.
At that moment, however, all she could do was accept her misfortune.
At the critical moment, the screaming voices just moments ago suddenly fell into a hushed silence.
With wide, disbelieving eyes, the spectators stared at the scene unfolding before them.
A voice exclaimed, “Oh my God! She wouldn't dare!”
Sabrina, who was thrown off the horse, did not feel the pain she should have.
At the moment she was flung off, a pale figure leapt from not far behind her. The figure landed directly on her horse and leaned forward, barely catching Sabrina, who was about to
fall off, with one hand. Then, the figure positioned her to sit in front of it, facing her.
The last thing she expected was the appearance of a savior.
Sabrina's red lips parted slightly, her expression one of shock and disbelief as she stared at Ashlyn.
Her fair and delicate profile appeared particularly enchanting under the winter sun as if radiating a faint
halo.
In those cool almond eyes, there was no trace of emotion, as if saving her was a matter so trivial it
could not stir even the slightest ripple within.
With one arm, Ashlyn held Sabrina and pulled her close.
Her other hand tightened the reins, and her slender yet powerful legs clamped the horse's belly. At first,
the horse struggled, but each time it did, she would squeeze its belly painfully with her thighs as if in
warning.
The horse let out a whimper.
Gradually, it calmed down, no longer charging as it had before.
Its pace and speed gradually slowed down.
“Ms. Berry...”
Sabrina clung tightly to Ashlyn's sleeve. She was still shaking. Her heart was pounding so fast that it felt as though it was about to leap out of her chest.
She stared blankly at the strikingly beautiful face of the woman in front of her, her eyes still filled with
disbelief.