She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Juliet's suggestion seemed absurd but understandable.

Moira appreciated her good intentions but wanted more.

Although it was generally easier for girls to pursue guys, there were exceptions.

Moreover, she had initially coerced Barclay into marrying her by leveraging the car accident threat, forcing him into the arrangement, and now they were in a business partnership, but she had other thoughts.

If Barclay knew she had feelings for him, would he consider her despicable?

She didn't want him to see her that way!

Even if she wanted to pursue him, she should at least wait until the contract ended.

Moira made a decision to put all her thoughts aside.

Rose came to call her for lunch, and Moira felt embarrassed. She hadn't realized she had spent the whole morning, over three hours, doing nothing but thinking about Barclay. Feelings for boys really did affect her progress in her career!

After lunch, Moira decided not to take a nap and went straight to the piano room to practice the piano all afternoon.

When Barclay returned, she was sitting on the couch massaging her sore fingers just like yesterday.

Unlike yesterday, today's Barclay didn't come back early, there was no heavy rain outside, and she couldn't calmly watch him come in like she did yesterday.

Moira listened to her increasingly rapid heartbeat, feeling extremely guilty, and her finger massaging became more intense.

was trying to break them, and

"Huh?"

was startled and raised her

then lowered her head

force, and after all five fingers on her right hand turned red, she blushed. "My fingers are sore. This will make them feel better." Actually, she wasn't that

she got distracted because she felt guilty when she saw

sat down beside her, his hands unbuttoning the top two buttons of his

"Really?"

at

down and tried to focus all her attention on her

Barclay's hand appeared in front of

her head in

Let me

slightly. "Isn't

"It's fine."

her hand and kneading it

watched as her fingers were massaged inch by inch by him, feeling her heartbeat quicken with

quickly withdrew her hand. "I'm a bit

that, she

the table, pouank

in o

glass of

gulp.