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

car left the villa, they were stuck in a traffic jam. Moira didn’t have time to react to the sudden braking. As she was about to hit her forehead

fall into Barclay’s arms, and

a halt, and the driver said in a

careful,” Barclay

he lowered his head to look at

her face flushed, and she mumbled,

on her chook, smoothing

had tied her hair up into a bun, leaving some strands of hair

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

and

she saw made

Barclay’s collar told her what she

It was just that when she

nervously grabbed the chain on her bag, looking up at

“Okay,” he said lightly.

didn’t seem to mind, which relieved

there were no more “accidents on the way. Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at

Barclay’s collar and hesitated for a moment. Finally, she braced

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out and flipped his collar up, tucking it in a bit to cover the

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