She Flash-Married To His Rival

Barclay scrutinized her for a moment. "Is it truly that agonizing?"

Moira hesitated, pondering the unexpected question.

Was this really about discomfort?

Turning her head away, Moira shut her eyes, feigning sleep.

Yet he remained seated so near, his presence permeated with the refreshing scent of wood, tempting her to lean closer.

Moira found herself torn between rationality and morality, finally glimpsing a ray of hope: her blood test results were finally available!

All the metrics in the report came back to normal.

Moira swiftly rose from her seat. "Mr. Covington, let's head for home!"

Home, where she could count ten thousand sheep if necessary.

"Perhaps we ought to seek the doctor's advice," he proposed.

Recalling the doctor's enigmatic stare, Moira lacked the courage to face him again.

home

looped her arm around Barclay's, urging him

to coax Aiken in the past, but Moira just wanted to hurry home without dwelling on

wasn't until Barclay gazed at her and slowly remarked, "Ms.

Moira remained puzzled.

quickly withdrew

Moira stood there, momentarily at a loss for words. "I'm sorry, I mistook

the tongue. How could such a dashing man be willing to

incredibly embarrassed, Moira stood there as if her earlier drunkenness had

her.

"Alright."

nodded, refraining from uttering

the time they departed from the hospital, an hour

had exhausted her excess energy, as Moira didn't feel as groggy when she settled into the car. Instead, a

glanced at the lights outside the car

the car

a red light just after turning at an intersection. Glancing over, he noticed that Moira, who had just moments ago warned him against flirting, was already

flickered in his dark eyes, punctuating the silence with the deep rumble of

away as the light turned green and smoothly guided the