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.”

brand.” He stayed composed, showing no sign of guilt. This made Moira feel it was inappropriate to question further. Besides, she knew Barclay would bring

on the white sofa and leaned back. He slightly raised his head, fixing his gaze on Moira, and casually asked, “Why didn’t you take

Barclay’s words, asking. “Can…

you think you can’t take them? Why did you

money?”

“I felt it wasn’t right to accept them.” She talked to herself, ‘Is there still a chance for me to

at the door and knocked on the door,

With that, she looked at

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

Moira stood still, indicating Barclay to

move. Instead, he lowered his head to look at Moira’s left foot and asked, “Do you feel better about your

“I guess

do you mean when you say ‘I

and said. “It’s healing,

asked to confirm, “So

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