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.

this gesture to coax Aiken in the past, but Moira just wanted to hurry home without

at her and slowly remarked, "Ms.

Moira remained puzzled.

withdrew her hand as if

a loss for

How could such a dashing man be willing to be

if her earlier drunkenness had evaporated, leaving

her. "Let's

"Alright."

refraining from

they departed from the hospital, an

the fuss had exhausted her excess energy, as Moira didn't feel as groggy when she settled into the car. Instead, a wave of drowsiness

the lights outside the car window, her

car left the

at a red light just

that Moira, who had just moments ago warned him against flirting, was already

asleep.

in his dark eyes, punctuating the silence

light turned green and

garage, Moira slumbered deeply in

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