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 think you have

his words, Moira couldn't help but

"Yeah," he confirmed.

continued to gaze at her.

moment,

lips curling slightly. "Have you

I just need one

considered versatile and never really wrong no

the slight differences to stand out a bit

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

a bit guilty, Moira didn't dare to be too picky anymore and

pulled it out, neatly folded the clothes, and packed

"Alright, Mr. Covington!"

and stood up, turning to face

a smile playing on his lips. His sparkling

twitching slightly. In the end, he restrained the urge to pull her into his arms. "It seems like something's still

aback for a moment and looked

"Underwear," he replied casually.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so.

was awkward for