Chapter 62

Barclay’s car was parked at the villa’s entrance, and the driver had been waiting by the car for a while.

Seeing Barclay carrying Moira out, the driver opened the back door.

Just as Moira sat down, Thomas had already come out, pushing her wheelchair.

The driver folded the wheelchair and placed it in the back seat, then quickly returned to the driver’s seat, waiting for Barclay’s signal

As the car door closed, the scent of sandalwood on Barclay’s side became more distinct

“Drive,” Barclay ordered.

The car moved slowly, and Moira turned her head to look out the window, but after a while, she withdrew her gaze.

She had intended to ask Barclay who they were having dinner with, but he had already closed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought

Then she gave up asking

sudden braking. As she was about to hit her forehead against the seat in front of her, a hand reached out and pulled her

force made her fall into Barclay’s arms, and her

and the driver said in a panic, “Mr. Covington, Ms. Jimenez, I’m sorry, there’s a car

more careful,” Barclay

head to look at

her face flushed, and she mumbled, “No,

it on

so Moira had tied her hair up into a bun, leaving some strands of hair on both sides

his fingers brushed her forehead, Moira quickly pushed his shoulder and sat back, saying, “I’m

down, and Moira

she saw made her

Barclay’s collar told

was just that

grabbed the chain on her bag, looking up at

“Okay,” he said lightly.

seem to mind, which relieved Moira’s

way. Twenty minutes later, the

for them. Moira Jooked at the lipstick mark on Barclay’s collar and hesitated for a

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his collar up, tucking it

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