Chapter 120: Give Her A Name

Later she figured that it shouldn't be very close, for the stink of horse dung might be a hard problem.

But as soon as she saw the horses in the stables and how handsome and beautiful each of them was, Cathryn felt that it was really vulgar for her to think so.

She had seen nothing on the island but green sub-tropical plants on the roadside like jungles. And it was her assumption that the island was covered in trees as she had even praised Keith for the landscape. It wasn't until Keith had taken her out of the villa and turned left to the branch road that she saw a view that was blocked by tree trunks and palm leaves. As the horizon widened, Cathryn realized that she was, after all, naïve.

The vast grassland surrounded the racecourse, connected to which was the horse stable. The whole area was a flat open land, and Cathryn could step on the grass when they got out of the car. The grass gently caressed her ankles, and she almost wanted to take another nap.