She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Moira felt that the tie in her hand didn't quite match. She put it back and picked another one, then stood in front of the suit to compare. But somehow, it didn't quite have the effect she wanted. So, she just put the tie on and took two steps back to see how it looked.

However, she didn't anticipate that after just one step back, she would collide with Barclay's solid chest.

Startled, Moira instinctively turned around. "Mr. Covington, I'm so sorry!"

She glanced down at the foot she had accidentally stepped on. "I didn't see you there."

She raised her head again and cautiously looked at Barclay's face. "I hope I didn't hurt you?"

"No," Barclay replied.

He glanced at her before retracting the hand that had been on her shoulder. "Are you choosing a tie?"

Moira grimaced. "I guess my sense of style isn't that great."

"Who said that?" Barclay asked.

She didn't immediately respond. "Huh?"

"Who said you have a bad sense of style?"

Moira touched her nose that had just bumped into. "I did."

Barclay's eyes flickered as he looked at her. "I think you have great taste."

Hearing his words, Moira couldn't help but feel pleased. Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Yeah," he confirmed.

at her.

a moment, then replied, "Yeah. It

his lips curling slightly. "Have you

done, I just need

style, considered versatile and never really wrong no matter which one she

she wanted to use the slight differences to stand out a bit

didn't say anything more, just standing there watching her continue

to be too picky anymore and simply

the wardrobe. She pulled it out, neatly folded the clothes, and packed them

"Alright, Mr. Covington!"

zipped up the suitcase and stood up,

smile playing on his

end, he restrained the urge to pull her into his arms. "It seems like

aback for a moment and looked at

"Underwear," he replied casually.

beet red. "Uh, yeah, I guess so. You

for

"Alright, thanks."

directly

He opened a

five pairs of underwear,

placed them

bet