She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 90

Moira’s hand was caught, and she felt a little unhappy. The intoxication emboldened her. “Mr. Covington, can you stop swaying?” she said.

Frowning, she looked at Barclay in front of her, feeling like her head was spinning from his swaying.

Hearing her words. Barclay knew Moira was drunk.

He let go of her hand and said, “Sit tight.”

Moira withdrew her hand, adjusted her posture, and placed her hands on her knees like a child. Then, she looked at him with bright eyes and said, “I behave well”

Her bright eyes seemed to be saying “Praise me. Praise me.”

Barclay looked at her, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down. There was restraint in his deep eyes.

He reached out and tapped Moira’s head lightly. His usually cold voice softened slightly, carrying a hint of warmth that was hard to detect. “You’re good.”

Unfortunately, Moira was currently intoxicated.

tell the difference, and she was still fixated on Barclay’s

hands, and covered Barclay’s face, saying, “Mr. Covington, please stop swaying. If you keep

difference, Moira tiptoed slightly to reach Barclay’s

face was covered by her

still swaying, Mr. Covington? Can’t

‘Why is his face still swaying even when I am

amused by her antics. He grabbed Moira’s hands and held

window cast flickering shadows as they reflected inside. They brushed across Moira’s eyes, causing her to instinctively

outside the car window and

@anymore.

Moira furrowed her brow and said, “It’s swaying so much, are we in a bar? Why

kept mentioning

his arms and said, “You’re drunk. Things won’t be swaying when you

his chest, and the familiar woody scent became even more pronounced, permeating her nostrils more strongly

usual

breath and struggled to free herself from Barclay’s embrace. Then she rested her chin on his shoulder, sniffing the base of his neck, “It smells so good. What perfume

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