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."

as he looked at her. "I think you have great

help but feel

"Yeah," he confirmed.

at her.

a moment, then replied, "Yeah. It

smirked, his lips curling slightly. "Have you

done, I just need one more

all quite similar in style, considered

she wanted to use the slight differences to stand

he replied and didn't say anything more, just

Moira didn't dare to be too picky

wardrobe. She pulled it

"Alright, Mr. Covington!"

suitcase and stood

on his lips. His sparkling eyes seemed

by his side twitching slightly. In the end, he restrained the urge to pull her into his arms. "It seems like

a moment and looked at Barclay innocently. "What's

"Underwear," he replied casually.

red. "Uh, yeah, I guess so. You can get

awkward for her to