She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 195

Moira buried her head. “Can you please go ahead, Mr. Covington?”

She was usually quite sharp, so why did she turn into a clumsy penguin whenever she was around Barclay?

“If you keep squatting like this, you might feel dizzy when you stand up later,” Barclay said.

He paused for a moment and continued, “And you’re on the stairs right now. Can you guarantee that you won’t faint and fall later? What’s more important, saving face or your life?”

Moira stayed silent. Alright, her life was more important.

Moira decided to break the ice. She released the embrace around herself and looked up at Barclay. “Mr. Covington, do you think I’m like a

clumsy penguin?”

Barclay replied, “No.”

Moira secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could even fully relax, she heard him speak again. “More like a clumsy rabbit.”

Moira went speechless.

Okay, she got it. The “clumsy image” she had in front of him was not going away anytime soon.

Moira didn’t want to shake off that image anymore. He thought she was clumsy, but it was better than him finding out she was coveting him.

With that thought, Moira felt a bit less embarrassed.

and go to the piano

she stood up, her vision blurred,

reached out to support her, and Moira leaned on him for a moment until her vision gradually

at his rolling Adam’s apple, and remembered the day Barclay asked her

possessed, Moira couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Covington, can I touch your

a little too bold?‘ Moira mocked herself inwardly.

you touch

response, Moira’s audacity vanished instantly, and she quickly apologized in

Barclay sald, “Go ahead.”

misheard him, subconsciously looking

looked at her,

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out to touch

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somewhat firm yet slightly soft, and she could feel a gentle warmth beneath

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but Barclay suddenly grabbed her wrist. “Be more thorough this time, so you won’t keep thinking about it.”

upon hearing his words,

if it were about to explode.

“Okay. Would you mind satisfying my

her head, meeting straight into his gaze, which held an inexplicable mystery and a

a beat. “What are