Chapter 45

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This sudden turn of events plunged the atmosphere into awkwardness. Moira never expected that such an embarrassing thing would happen to her.

Blushing, she propped herself up on the bed and said, “Mr. Covington, I’m sorry, I didn’t sit properly.”

Barclay looked at her thoughtfully, and said meaningfully, “Do you need to take a bath before we continue?”

Amelo was already in summer in June, and Moira wore skirts every day because her leg was injured.

Today was no exception. She wore a chiffon dress that was soft and skin–friendly, very comfortable.

But the chiffon fabric stained with red wine made her uncomfortable. The chiffon fabric clung tightly to her chest, revealing the contours of the bra

undemeath, somewhat alluring

reddened even more. “I’m sorry. I’ll

are in the

stepped back, giving her space to

and hopped into the dressing room. The dressing room was large and contained mostly

and was about to leave when she

moment, but she didn’t think too much about it. Barclay had said she should move in next week, so most likely

her lower leg, which made bathing a bit of a hassle. Thankfully, there was

later, when Moira came out of the bathroom, she

stiffened for a moment, inexplicably thinking of Juliet’s

the

Barclay withdrew his hand. “I didn’t mean to pry, but your phone fell on the ground. When I picked it up, I accidentally saw the messages your

is it true that you married me just to get

it’s

that so?”

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