She Flash-Married To His Rival

Chapter 90

Moira’s hand was caught, and she felt a little unhappy. The intoxication emboldened her. “Mr. Covington, can you stop swaying?” she said.

Frowning, she looked at Barclay in front of her, feeling like her head was spinning from his swaying.

Hearing her words. Barclay knew Moira was drunk.

He let go of her hand and said, “Sit tight.”

Moira withdrew her hand, adjusted her posture, and placed her hands on her knees like a child. Then, she looked at him with bright eyes and said, “I behave well”

Her bright eyes seemed to be saying “Praise me. Praise me.”

Barclay looked at her, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down. There was restraint in his deep eyes.

He reached out and tapped Moira’s head lightly. His usually cold voice softened slightly, carrying a hint of warmth that was hard to detect. “You’re good.”

was

tell the difference, and she was still fixated on

her lip, raised her hands, and covered Barclay’s face, saying, “Mr. Covington, please stop swaying.

tiptoed slightly to reach Barclay’s face.

His face was covered by her hands, his cheeks being squeezed inward, distorting his nose and lips

swaying, Mr. Covington? Can’t you sit still!”

is his face still swaying even when I am holding it? And

grabbed Moira’s hands and

lights outside the car window cast flickering shadows as they reflected inside. They brushed across Moira’s eyes, causing her to instinctively

by the lights outside the car window and didn’t

@anymore.

Moira furrowed her brow and said, “It’s swaying so much, are we in a bar? Why are the Eights swaying like this?”

kept mentioning

pulled her into his arms and said, “You’re drunk. Things won’t be swaying when you sober

the familiar woody scent