hapter 94 Moira couldnt help but feel embarrassed when she realized, in her sober state, that she had offended Barclay while she was under the influence of alcohol Afraid that Barclay would hold a grudge, Moira quickly changed the subject and said, Are you going back to the company later? Yes, he responded. Moira couldnt sense his feelings. She nibbled on the sandwich, finding it tasteless. He almost finished eating, took a sip of coffee, and glanced at her, saying, Do you have any plans today? No. With her leg still injured, what plans could she have? Ill come back for lunch, Barclay said. Moira pondered on Barclays words. Is he asking her to make lunch? she thought. She looked at Barclay, tentatively asking, Shall I make lunch for you when you come back? As soon as the words came out, Moira blushed instantly. She felt that it sounded like something a wife would say to her husband. Although h they were husband and wife, they werent in love. Barclay looked at her for a moment and asked, Arent you practicing the piano? I am. Speaking of practicing the piano, Moira remembered her charity performance on the 20th. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to inform him, Oh, by the way, I have a charity performance on the 20th. Where? Barclay asked. Without much thought, Moira replied, At Lifeland. Alright. Barclay nodded and set down his coffee cup. The housekeeper will come to prepare lunch. If you want anything, let her know. In the afternoon He paused for a moment and finally said, Thats all. With that said, Barclay got up and went upstairs. Soon, he came back down wearing a different shirt and trousers. His fair skin made the red s
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cratch mark on his neck quite prominent, catching Moiras eye immediately. 12 10:46 Wed, 19 Jun N Chapter 4 She wanted to cover it up. With that in mind, Maira said. Mr. Covington, isnt that scratch mark too obvious? Barclay gave her a meaningful look without saying a word, but his meaning was clear. Moiras face flushed hot and red. That red mark was just too suggestive. If Barclay went back to the office with that mark Moira didnt dare to think any further. For her own sake, she gritted her teeth and said, How about cover it up for you? Worried that Barclay might refuse, Moira quickly added, Itll be quick, just half a minute. Barclay lowered his gaze and glanced at his watch. Ill give you five minutes. Okay. Ill go get the concealer, Mora said. Afraid that Barclay might change his mind, Moira hobbled quickly upstairs. step by step. With her right leg still not fully healed, she couldnt walk fast. As she climbed the stairs, she held onto the railing and hopped up step Barclay stood downstairs, watching Moiras ponytail bouncing with her movements. He couldnt help but smile. He thought, Ah, she really is like a rabbit. Moira quickly returned with the concealer. Seeing Barclay still there, she breathed a sigh of relief. She didnt want to do it, but she was his wife in name. Mr. Covington, please have a seat on the sofa, Moira said. Barclay glanced at her but didnt say anything. Then he walked over to the sofa and sat down. Moira opened the concealer, matched the color on her hand, and leaned over to brush it on Barclays neck Barclays skin was too fair, and the concealer looked too obvious on it. Fortunately, she was clever enough to grab some foundation and apply it over the concealer. Her skin was as fair too, so the foundation matched the color on Barclays neck perfectly. Is it done? Barclay asked. 11 was 68 is too hot, and Moira was afraid he would sweat and smudge the concealer and foundation. She had intended to apply a layer of setting powder, but when she heard Barclays question, she accidentally shook, and the powder puff landed on Barclays lips. SEND GIFT COMMENT 10:47 Wed, Jun