Chapter 40


    Chapter 40


    Moira was taken aback, not sure what he meant. Before she could react, Bary grabbed her hand,


    guiding her fingers to touch his Adam’s apple.


    Moira quickly pulled her hand back. “…” She wasn’t expecting she would really touch it.


    Bary tilted his head, looking at her. “Don’t you wanna touch? You seemed pretty interested a


    moment ago.”


    “No, I…” Moira didn’t know what to say, just looked at Bary with embarrassment,


    “Sure you don’t wanna touch? I don’t mind, you know. After all, you’re my wife.” He said it like it was


    no big deal.


    Moira watched his Adam’s apple bob again, and then, almost unconsciously, she reached out and


    touched it.


    “How’s it feel?” Bary asked.


    Hearing his question, Moira realized her hand was on Bary’s Adam’s apple. She felt incredibly


    awkward, wishing the ground would open up and swallow her. “But it’s really s**y, she thought.


    Moira couldn’t bring herself to look at Bary. She kept her head down, her hand nervously tugging


    at her skirt. She felt like she was acting crazy. “I-I’m hungry, let’s go eat,” she stammered.


    Bary nced at her flushed cheeks and chuckled. He pushed her wheelchair, saying, “No


    problem.”


    As they stepped out of the mansion, a breeze brushed over Moira’s face. Her cheeks didn’t feel as


    hot anymore. Seeing Alfie still standing by the mansion’s entrance made her embarrassment vanish


    instantly.


    Bary had been pushing Moira’s wheelchair earnestly, but upon seeing Alfie, he quickly wrapped


    an arm around Moira’s shoulder, causing her body to


    tense up.


    Feeling Bary’s warmth, Moira felt her cheeks heating up again.


    “Mr. Guzman, I hope you’ll stop bothering my wife, or I might do something awful,” Bary said,


    lowering his gaze to Moira. “Let’s go home, Moira.”


    Allie’s face darkened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop Moira and Bary, “Moira, Bary


    ain’t a good guy. You’re swimming with sharks! I know


    Jant to get back at me, but you shouldn’t put yourself in danger!”


    Moira lifted her head, giving Alfie a cold stare, “I know exactly what kind of man my husband is.


    Every decision make is carefully considered. Who are you to think I married Bary just to spite


    you? Alfie, do you think’I can’t live without you?”


    She finished her words and pped him across the face.


    Alfie couldn’t believe it, holding his cheek as it burned.


    “I should’ve done that ages ago, Allie. From now on, don’t you dare bother me again!”


    Moira nced back at Bary. Bary didn’t say anything, just pushed her wheelchair towards his


    car.


    Bary opened the car door. “Need a hand, Mrs. Covington?”


    Moira shook her head, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I can do it myself.”


    She got up from the wheelchair and got into the car. Bary folded the wheelchair and ced it in


    the trunk before getting into the driver’s seat. Soon enough, Bary’s car drove past Alfie.


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