She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Barclay scrutinized her for a moment. "Is it truly that agonizing?"

Moira hesitated, pondering the unexpected question.

Was this really about discomfort?

Turning her head away, Moira shut her eyes, feigning sleep.

Yet he remained seated so near, his presence permeated with the refreshing scent of wood, tempting her to lean closer.

Moira found herself torn between rationality and morality, finally glimpsing a ray of hope: her blood test results were finally available!

All the metrics in the report came back to normal.

Moira swiftly rose from her seat. "Mr. Covington, let's head for home!"

Home, where she could count ten thousand sheep if necessary.

"Perhaps we ought to seek the doctor's advice," he proposed.

Recalling the doctor's enigmatic stare, Moira lacked the courage to face him again.

"Let's head home without further delay!"

Abandoning all pretense, she instinctively looped her arm around Barclay's, urging him along.

Aiken in the past, but Moira just

and slowly remarked, "Ms.

Moira remained puzzled.

withdrew her hand

flushed cheeks instantly burned hotter, and Moira stood there, momentarily at a loss for words. "I'm sorry, I mistook you

her slip of the tongue. How could such a dashing man

incredibly embarrassed, Moira stood there as if her earlier drunkenness had evaporated, leaving

at her.

"Alright."

refraining from uttering another

time they departed from the hospital, an

as Moira didn't feel as groggy when she settled into the car.

lights outside the car window, her

car

light just after turning

who had just moments ago warned him against

asleep.

dark eyes, punctuating the silence with

gaze away as the light turned green and smoothly guided the

the garage, Moira slumbered

their room, where Moira remained still as he gently placed her on the bed. His gaze lingered upon her, still adorned in the evening gown from the earlier party Though he had initially planned to depart, Barclay relented and leaned in to unzip her dress