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

react to the sudden braking. As she was about to hit her forehead against the seat in

into Barclay’s arms, and

car came to a halt, and the driver said in a panic, “Mr. Covington, Ms. Jimenez,

more careful,” Barclay gently

to look at Moira in his arms. “Did that

wasn’t hurt, but her face flushed, and she

on

up into a bun, leaving some strands

fingers brushed her forehead, Moira quickly pushed his

and Moira followed

made her want to

lipstick mark on Barclay’s collar told

hadn’t done anything. It was just that

red, and she nervously grabbed the chain on her bag, looking up at Barclay,

“Okay,” he said lightly.

to mind,

the way. Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the

on Barclay’s collar and hesitated for a moment.

Chapter 62

she quickly reached out and flipped his collar up, tucking it in a bit to

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