She Flash-Married To His Rival

As her mind wandered, the car glided smoothly into the garage.

With efficiency, Barclay parked the vehicle, greeted by the bright glow of the garage lights. Then, he noticed Moira's rosy cheeks and the intensity in her gaze. "We've arrived," he remarked.

Moira snapped out of her reverie, glancing outside to realize they had reached their destination. "Oh, alright," she replied, swiftly unfastening her seatbelt and stepping out of the car. Yet, as her feet hit the ground, she felt a momentary dizziness. What was happening? Why did she feel a tad lightheaded?

"Leg troubling you?" Barclay inquired.

Moira had barely managed to stand upright when she awkwardly glanced at Barclay. "Not exactly, just a tad dizzy," she confessed.

It wasn't merely a touch of dizziness; a hint of warmth was also washing over her.

Moira instinctively reached up to her cheek, startled. "Am I running a fever?"

"You've been drinking," he stated flatly, not a question but a statement.

Moira pondered for a moment. "No, I only had orange juice with Cynthia when we went upstairs, and later, I had a glass of fruit juice while waiting for you." She hadn't touched any alcohol. Didn't he understand her well enough?

She wouldn't dare drink alcohol.

"That was fruit-infused wine!"

Moira looked at him in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes."

to shower and

hurried back to lock her door, fearing the consequences if

Moira swiftly ascended the stairs

watched the sway of her skirt and made

back in her room, Moira swiftly removed her makeup, showered, and then lay on her bed to hypnotize herself

to herself but found it increasingly difficult to drift off despite her efforts. It wasn't

heroines were often drugged.

yet not unbearable.

finally couldn't resist the urge to get up and head downstairs

Barclay pouring himself a glass of water

posture and focused his gaze on

grabbing a glass of water and downing it

she caught

the living room filled only

resist breaking the quiet. "Mr.

the highest,

"Not particularly."

cheek thoughtfully. "I don't believe my tolerance

him, she mustered

it be possible that something else

felt completely out of

feel drawn to kissing