The Enigmatic Return novel Chapter 565

Jean couldn't help but scrutinize her from head to toe.

He finally pulled his burning gaze away as Neera began to feel uneasy.

"It looks good on you," he said with an ordinary tone.

While adjusting her attire, Neera cast a downward glance. She replied, "Yeah, it fits well."

A smile spread across Jean's face. He gently prompted her, "Let's go. We need to find you a horse."

Numerous breeds and classes of horses can be found here. Without a doubt, the prices for all the breeds were high.

They were personally led to choose Jean rather than the staff.

Ian secretly offered support on the side, "Ms. Garcia, you all have hit the jackpot today. These horses have been well cared for by my boss. No outsiders have ever been permitted to ride them."

The most notable aspect of his implication was that these horses were exclusive to them.

Neera caught on to that. Her eyelashes fluttered, urging herself not to overthink.

Penny was drawn to a white pony.

Harvey and Sammy settled on an attractive brown one.

"How about you? Have you decided on a horse?" Jean inquired, tilting his head.

Neera, who was inexperienced, sincerely asked for help, saying, "I don't know. I'd never been on one before. Do you have a gentle horse?"

"Then you should go with this white horse," Jean said, raising an eyebrow. "Snowdash is its name."

Neera gently stroked Snowdash's head. She smiled when the horse didn't resist her touch. She exclaimed, "Alright, this one it is!"

Curiously, she asked Jean, "What about you? Which one will you choose?"

Before Jean could answer, Ian interjected, smiling, "Mr. Beauvort doesn't have to pick. He has his exclusive horse, though he rarely rides it because of his health issues."

"An exclusive horse? Sounds cool," Neera remarked with a chuckle.

"Indeed, and it's a handsome one named Stormfeather!"

Stormfeather? That name sounds a lot like Snowdash.

Ian revealed, "Ms. Garcia, his horse and yours are a pair!"

Inexplicably, Neera's heart skipped a beat.

Jean shot Ian an enigmatic look.

The triplets held back their giggles while subtly applauding Ian.

"Let's go to the riding ground," Jean said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Sure," Neera said, repressing her strange emotions and catching up with him.

The riding arena was carpeted with lush green grass and bathed in warm sunlight.

Ian called over two employees and volunteered, "I can teach the kids and make sure they're in good hands."

He then switched the topic, "As for Ms. Garcia, I think Mr. Beauvort would teach you. Although he doesn't ride often, his equestrian skills are top-notch. Don't worry, he's the best teacher! I'm sure you will pick it up quickly."

As soon as Ian finished, the triplets agreed, saying, "Sounds great! We can have fun with peace of mind."

"Uncle Jean, please look after Mommy. Thank you very much!"

Jean agreed with an arched brow and a casual grunt.

Everything was settled quickly.

Neera, as the party in question, had no say in the matter. She found the situation amusing yet ironic.

The triplets were utterly satisfied. They ran off to play gleefully, like a caged animal set free.

Jean witnessed the scene. His eyes were filled with joy.

Soon after, he averted his gaze and turned to Neera, asking, "Are you ready?"

"Yes, let's get started," Neera said.

Jean helped her mount the horse. Then he went over the techniques and precautions with her.

Neera paid close attention.

"You don't need to be so tense," Jean chuckled, perhaps noticing her solemn demeanor. "Relax. I'll walk you for a round to get a sense of horse riding."

Neera was certainly nervous. She agreed with a quick nod.

They began their lesson shortly after, with Jean leading the horse.

Neera sat stiffly on the horse, afraid to move for fear of being thrown off. Her palms were sweaty from gripping the reins so tightly.

On the contrary, the triplets were brave and quickly adapted to the skill. After a while, they were riding around the arena on their own.

Jean paused after two rounds and asked, "Do you want to try it on your own?"

"Alright," Neera agreed, feeling she had some grasp on things.

Snowdash stood on its hind legs as soon as Jean let go.

It leaped into the air, giving Neera quite a fright.

Even Jean was startled, but with quick reflexes, he immediately grabbed the reins.

Not far away, the triplets observed the incident.

One of them called out with a suggestion, "Uncle Jean, why don't you ride with Mommy? She's new and nervous. Teach her for a while. It'll be fine once she's familiar!"

"No, you don't have to do that," Neera said quickly. "I'm fine."

Jean considered it a good idea. He persuaded, "Teaching hands-on indeed makes it easier to pick up the skill."

Having said that, he mounted the horse with ease, looking effortlessly stylish.

Neera, on the other hand, was too preoccupied to notice. Her entire body had stiffened. She felt her entire back pressed against Jean's chest.

They appeared to be embracing each other in their positions!

The man's familiar scent wrapped around her.

Furthermore, because Jean had to hold the reins, their bodies pressed even closer together.

She had the feeling of resting in his embrace.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, all the way to the tips of her ears. Her heartbeat quickened so fast that it almost leaped out of her chest!