NovelEnglishChapter 69 The car fell silent again, but the atmosphere was noticeably better than before Moira touched her forehead, which had been bumped, and thankfully, it didn't hurt anymore.
She accidentally hit Barclay when she lowered her hand.
They were sitting too close.
"Sorry, Mr. Covington, I'll sit to the side, Moira apologized.
Moira moved a little to the side to create sdistance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut she felt it wasn't enough. Just as she was about to move away a little more, Barclay suddenly said, "Tomorrow is Friday." Moira didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this and said, "Yeah, the week goes by so fast." She lifted her head and met his deep eyes.
Moira's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment, she remembered something important. She was moving in with Barclay on Saturday.
Realizing this, Moira felt a bit uneasy, Barclay looked at her and added, "Remember to pack up important things tomorrow. Do you still remember what you need to do on Saturday?" "Yes," Moira said.
She could have had a good ttomorrow, but now even finding joy in tonight seemed a bit challenging.
As they were talking, the car suddenly made a left turn, and Moira couldn't steady herself and was pulled by inertia to the right, landing in Barclay's arms.
His arms smelled of wood.
After the car completed the turn, Moira tried to sit up, but then there was a sudden brake...
Moira thought that the driver's driving skills needed improvement.
She fell back again with the inertia.
Barclay wrapped his arm around her shoulder, preventing her from hitting the seat back.
The driver quickly apologized, "Mr. Covington, Mrs. Covington, I'm sorry, a car suddenly turned out..." "It's fine, just keep driving" Barclay said.
Barclay's deep voice cfrom above Moira's head, and she blushed as she sat up, saying, "I'm sorry" "Did you hit anything?" Barclay asked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoira quickly shook her head and replied, "No, I'm fine." She had just fallen into his arms. How could she get hurt? Just as Moira finished speaking, she blushed again. She raised her head, only to meat Barclay's eyes, and she was stunned for a moment The light from outside the window cast shifting shadows on his face, accentuating his handsfeatures. Chapter 69 "Why are you blushing when you didn't hit anything?" Barclay asked.
He lowered his head, and his prominent nose almost touched hers.
Barclay stared at her intently, his breath brushing against her face. Moira snapped back to reality, and her face reddened even more.
She turned her face to the side, escaped from Barclay' Sembracen and fanned her face with her hand. "It's a bit hot." Barclay leaned back and said, "Jordan, lower the air conditioner." Wearing a sleeveless dress, Moira thought, 'Thank you so much!" "Okay, Mr. Covington," Jordan said,
The car's air conditioning was quickly adjusted lower, and within five m minutes. Moira felt cold. But she had just said she was hot. She couldn't say she was cold now. It would be embarrassing.
Moira had no choice but to close her eyes and pretend to sleep After a while, a jacket was draped over her, and she immediately felt warm.
Moira opened one eye, not expecting Barclay to be looking at her "Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" asked Barclay.
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