Chapter 110
Chapter 110
“What is the problem?” Barclay had finished reading. He looked up and glanced at Moira,
Moira was embarrassed. Looking at his calm expression, she even wondered if she was the one with the problem.
She raised her hand and pointed at the content on the paper. “Read this page. Don’t you think you can summarize the content in one sentence?”
Barclay asked, “How?”
Moira said, “You hate people getting close to you.”
His gaze moved from her face to her index finger on the paper and finally stopped on the paper. “I don’t.”
Moira complained internally, ‘Bullshit. However, she had to smile and pretend to be puzzled. “But every senterice seems to be saying that as long as people don’t get close to you, it’s fine.”
“Oh, that’s probably because you didn’t understand it correctly.” Barclay leaned back. The bathrobe that was already loose instantly revealed his chest, showing a large area of muscles.
Moira saw his decent abs before blushing and quickly looking away. She did not want to raise her head. However, she ended up meeting Barclay’s dark
eyes.
Moira felt a little guilty, and her face turned even redder. “Really? How so?”
“None of these regulations hold true for you, and… As he spoke, he adjusted his bathrobe.
Moira’s face burned when she saw his actions. “And what?”
She tried to find something to talk about to distract herself,
She thought, I am not a horny woman!”
Barclay looked at her and raised his eyebrows lazily. “I allow you to get close to me, and I don’t hate that.”
Moira looked at the content on the paper and blinked slightly. He suddenly realized something. “I understand. You mean that I can help you block unwanted attention from women, right?”
Barclay asked, “As Mrs. Covington, shouldn’t that naturally be your duty?”
Moira was embarrassed. “Of course.”
She thought that she was being too stupid.
“Do you like perfume?” Barclay suddenly asked. Moira was stunned for a moment. She looked up at him and shook her head in confusion. “Not really”
That was the reason why Moira did not mind when she saw in the document that Barclay didn’t like strong perfumes.
However, Barclay said, “You can try some.”
Moira looked at him in confusion.
Barclay explained, “The perfume you use all smells good.”
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She said, “Thank you.”
Moira thought, ‘Is there any strange smell on me? Why does he suggest that I use perfume?”
Moira lowered her head and sniffed, but she could not smell anything.
She thought again, I don’t stink though.”
Barclay asked nonchalantly, “What are you thinking about?”
Moira was still smelling the scent on her body. Without thinking, she directly replied, “I am trying to smell if there’s any stench on me.”
Barclay asked, “Why?”
Moira answered without thinking again, “If there’s no stench, why did you remind me to use perfume?”
After saying that, Moira froze.
She thought, ‘Am I still drunk from last night? Why does it seem that my brain is not processing things well? What did I just say? How can I say that
Barclay suddenly stopped talking. He just stared at her.
Moira did not dare to speak. She lowered her head and subconsciously scratched the table. Her nails suddenly made an ear–piercing sound. Moira’s hand trembled. “I didn’t do it on purpose.”
However, she doubted that Barclay would believe her.
Barclay looked at Moira and seemed to notice that she was down.
He retracted his gaze.
e and stood
- up.
“You’re an exception.”
Moira looked up at him and felt her heart suddenly rate.