She Flash-Married To His Rival

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."

eyes flickered as he looked at her. "I

help but feel pleased. Her eyes

"Yeah," he confirmed.

continued to gaze at her.

a moment, then replied, "Yeah.

curling slightly. "Have you picked

done, I just need one more

quite similar in style, considered versatile and never really wrong no matter which one

to use the slight differences to stand out a bit

more, just standing there

didn't dare to be too

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

"Alright, Mr. Covington!"

suitcase and stood up, turning

smile playing on

twitching slightly. In the end, he restrained

for a moment

"Underwear," he replied casually.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so.

for her to