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.

by her side. Barclay was aloof and not particularly fond of

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.

nodded repeatedly. "Of course, Mr.

slight nod and then turned

entered the villa. Inside the villa, Rose saw Moira sitting on the sofa,

did you manage

approached cautiously, not daring to touch

she glanced at Rose. "I just

really that serious. At least she could

knee can be serious! 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 case you've injured your bone. Moxing around recklessly could make

spoke to Rose, to give

at the bruise on her knee. She touched it lightly, feeling the pain, yet strangely feeling a

really falling

Covington, did

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

glanced at Rose, who chuckled. "I'll

replied, feeling like she

Moira looked at her phone

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