She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Barclay cleared his throat, reaching out to lift her chin. "What are you apologizing for?"

"I made you miss your flight," she said, though it wasn't intentional.

"I'll make it. I'm leaving now. You stay put and wait for the doctor, okay?"

"Okay," she acquiesced.

She dared not say more, fearing any additional words might truly make Barclay miss his flight.

His thumb lightly brushed against her swollen knee for a moment before Barclay withdrew his hand.

Moira pursed her lips. "I'm really not moving. You should hurry and catch your plane."

"Yeah, call me if anything comes up."

Barclay rose to his feet, giving her one last glance before turning to leave.

As he did, Barclay coincidentally encountered Rose, who was preparing breakfast.

Barclay, Rose instinctively stepped aside, waiting for him to pass before entering the villa. This wasn't the first time such a situation had arisen. Typically, Barclay would simply pass by her side. Barclay was aloof and not particularly fond of company, a fact Rose was well aware of. She didn't mind. She could always communicate with Moira, who

that this time would be like any other, but Barclay surprised her by stopping after passing her. "Ms. Graham." It was the first time Rose had heard Barclay address her like that, and her heart skipped a beat. "Mr. Covington, what can I do for you?" "Mrs. Covington bumped her knee. Keep

"Of course, Mr. Covington,

a slight nod

villa, Rose saw Moira sitting

Mrs. Covington, how did you manage to hurt

approached cautiously, not daring to

she glanced at

that serious. At

Mr. Covington just informed me that the family doctor will be here soon. Mrs. Covington, you stay seated here for how. Don't move, in

Barclay, who rarely spoke to Rose, to give her

bruise on her knee. She touched

you're really falling

did you

to say she hadn't eaten when her stomach growled loudly, making the situation even

"I'll go make breakfast.

Moira replied, feeling like she just wanted some time

the kitchen, leaving Moira alone on the sofa. Moira looked at her phone on the table. After hesitating for