The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 565

"Don't worry, I know exactly what I'm doing," Rosalind promised. "But if I pull this off, I want that ruby necklace you won at the auction last month."

"Deal."

After a few more elimination rounds, Winona found herself matched against Rosalind.

Rosalind offered her a sweet, self-deprecating smile. "You're incredible, Winona. I guess I'm just here to make you look good."

Winona offered a polite nod. Despite having raced multiple times already, she looked entirely unbothered, her breathing steady and her composure flawless.

Beneath her sweet facade, Rosalind seethed. If Winona had just known her place and lost gracefully, she wouldn't have to suffer. But since she wanted to show off, she was going to learn a painful lesson.

The race began. Winona handled her horse with masterful precision, her back perfectly straight, looking effortlessly striking. Even Lyle and Xavier, who usually couldn't tear their eyes away from Rosalind, were internally marveling at Winona's skill.

Suddenly, Rosalind's horse panicked. It bolted wildly off its path, charging straight at Winona with terrifying speed.

Winona reacted with lightning reflexes. She forcefully yanked her reins, pivoting her horse on a dime and narrowly dodging the collision. Rosalind, on the other hand, lost her balance and nearly tumbled from the saddle. Fortunately, the club's coaches had been trailing them closely, and they rushed in to secure the frantic horse.

Rosalind was helped to the ground, pale and trembling violently. Lyle and Xavier rushed forward to coddle her.

Tears brimmed in Rosalind's eyes. "I'm fine... it's my fault. I'm just not skilled enough. I almost got Winona hurt."

Cheryl hurried over to Winona. "Are you okay?"

Internally, she was reeling. No one ever reacted fast enough to dodge that trick. Usually, the victim ended up thrown into the dirt with a broken bone.

Winona stared coolly in Rosalind's direction. "Rosalind's horse was perfectly docile until a moment ago. A sudden panic like that usually has a trigger. I think the club needs to run a full investigation."

Cheryl stiffened. They absolutely could not allow an investigation. She hadn't expected Winona to be sharp enough to realize it wasn't a genuine accident.

Sylvan scoffed. "She must have spent every waking hour making Stefan train her just to put on this show. She really knows how to manipulate him."

Ryder let out a sharp, derisive laugh. "Are you blind? Anyone with eyes can see Wynne taught her. Wynne won the capital's equestrian championship multiple times in her youth. It's completely natural that her student would wipe the floor with these girls."

Sylvan flushed, suddenly defensive. He and Ryder used to be close friends, but the fallout over Wynne had fractured their relationship beyond repair. Now, they could barely stand the sight of each other.

"She's just a schemer who knows how to flatter Wynne," Sylvan snapped. "You should tell Wynne to cut ties with her."

"My wife's affairs are none of your business," Ryder fired back coldly.

Sylvan clamped his mouth shut, his chest heaving with indignation.

Margaret, thoroughly disgusted by the embarrassing display from her nieces, stood up and left without a word. Sylvan, having zero desire to continue arguing with Ryder, followed suit.