Chapter 100

Barclay’s hand was on the second button of his shirt, the dark red scratch standing out against his skin.

Moira retrieved her gaze, forcing herself to stop focusing on the scratch. However, she could not ignore it when she kept reminding herself that she was the one who generated that scratch.

When Barclay unfastened the second button, Moira could not hold her curiosity anymore and asked, “Mr. Covington, I put some concealer on the scratch this morning, didn’t 17”

Barclay lowered his head to glance at the scratch on his left neck. He raised his eyebrows and replied, “I worked up a sweat earlier. The concealer must be melted off.”

Moira was surprised and repeated, “Melted off?” She cried inside, “My concealer is waterproof! I also applied a waterproof foundation and loose powdert The makeup melted off?‘ She could not believe it.

Barclay looked over and asked, “Any problems?”

Moira answered, “Nothing. The quality of my makeup products is too low.”

He stayed composed, showing no sign of guilt. This made Moira feel it was inappropriate to question further. Besides, she knew Barclay would bring up what had happened last night if she

He slightly raised his head, fixing his gaze on Moira, and casually asked, “Why

Barclay’s

“Those are the gifts from your mother–in–law. Why do you think

money?”

them.” She talked to herself, ‘Is there still a chance for me to ask

at them at the door and knocked on the door, announcing, “Mr. Covington and Mrs.

that, she

and rose from the sofa. Barclay followed her to get up. They approached the door almost at the

stood still, indicating Barclay

lowered his head to look at Moira’s left foot and asked, “Do you feel

replied, “I guess

“What do you mean

and said. “It’s healing, but it’s not fully

asked to

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