NovelEnglishChapter 132 When Barclay said this, he turned sideways. The moment he opened his mouth, his hot breath pounced on Moira's face.
In the dim light, Moira's face turned red bit by bit, and her heartbeat sped up uncontrollably.
She closed her eyes and thought to herself, "Calm down!' Moira pinched her hand to restrain herself. "Thank you." Moira expressed her gratitude sincerely.
She knew that Barclay had appeared here today to support her. Due to today's incident, Barclay had to act as a loving couple with her so that he could help her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOf course, Moira was grateful, but she was also very clear-headed. She knew that Barclay was just trying to help her.
He only wanted to help her. She couldn't crave his body, although she was indeed attracted to his body. Realizing what she was thinking, Moira felt even more guilty. She did not even dare to look at Barclay. She pretended to look at the stage seriously. "This dance is really beautiful." "It's average." Barclay saw that she did not answer him, so he turned around and glanced at the stage.
He had no interest in these artistic performances. If it weren't for Moira, he wouldn't be sitting here today. The performance was 108 minutes long. Only half an hour had passed.
Barclay was uninterested and seemed bored.
He did not say anything else. Only the faint fragrance of wood wafted over from tto time. Moira heaved a sigh of relief.
However, not long after that, her left hand on her thigh was suddenly lifted.
Barclay's large hand easily placed her hand in his palm. The warmth of his palm made Moira, who felt cold from the air conditioning, feel a little nice.
However, it only lasted for a moment before Moira reacted and wanted to retract her hand.
She tried but failed. She could only turn to look at Barclay. "Mr. Covington?" He was looking down at her hand carefully and seriously. Then, he gently swiped his thumb on the side of her index finger. "How did you hurt yourself?" "What?" When Moira heard his words, she was a little surprised. She subconsciously looked at her hand.
Her hand was slender and pretty. Although the lights in the audience were dim, Moira could still see the wound on her index finger at a glance.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe did not know when she had cut herself. The wound had bled, but it was not a big cut. The blood on it had already congealed.
Chapter 132 "I don't know." Moira quickly pulled her hand back and touched the wound.
When she did not notice it, she did not think that there was anything wrong with this small wound. However, once she discovered it, she felt a slight pain when she touched it.
It wasn't very painful. However, it would still hurt a little if she accidentally touched it.
Seeing her frown, Barclay hooked her hand back into his palm. “Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't really hurt." Moira was embarrassed. If this wound had not been discovered, it would probably have healed in two days. you hurt y
Barclay caressed the wound with his finger and asked casually, "I heard vee that the staff pushed you. Did you your foot?"
“Just a little." Moira looked up and glanced at Barclay. She did not want to meet his black eyes. Her ears immediately turned red and hot. "It should be fine." "Go to the hospital for a checkup." As he spoke, he let go and stood up.
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