Chapter 61


    Chapter 61


    Moira took a nap and woke up around five in the afternoon.


    She remembered Bary mentioning dinner together. Although she didn’t know what Bary had


    nned, today’s events had indeed affected him a


    bit.


    Moira looked down at her legs. She hadn’t recovered. She thought, ‘Bary can’t expect me to


    apany him to a business banquet tonight, right?


    So she thought it might just be a normal dinner gathering


    Moira chose a dress with a high-neck design and blue print, which made her look elegant yet lively.


    The waist was cinched with pleats, entuating her slender figure, while the red hemline added


    a touch of charm to her straight legs.


    It was a pity that her leg hadn’t recovered.


    But Moira had fair skin, and the dress only reached two-thirds of her thighs, so her fair call was still


    visible.


    Someone knocked on the door, and Imogen, the maid, said Bary had arrived.


    Moira nced at herself in the mirror, quite satisfied with her elegant and generous appearance.


    “Got it,” she said.


    Then she wore a ssic ck chain bag before wheeling herself out of the room.


    Shortly after she left the room, someone appeared at the staircase.


    It was Bary.


    He was positioned in the dim light, making his eyes appear even deeper. When he looked at Moira,


    she found his gare affectionate


    Moira instinctively grabbed her handbag tighter and greeted him.


    He nodded slightly, striding over. His gaze assessed her as he approached and said, “You’re


    stunning,”


    Moira straightened her posture, pretending to be calm as she responded graciously, “Thank you.”


    “Do you want a hug?” Bary asked.


    It was a very normal question, but for some reason, when Bary said so, it had a different


    connotation.


    Moira found it intimate and said, “Thank you, but…”


    “No need to be polite. It’s just a small gesture,” Bary said


    Her attempt to decline was intercepted, and she was lifted by Bary.


    Moira felt a bit awkward and said, “Thank you.”


    Bary suddenly lowered his head, causing Moira to stiffen.


    iffen. She instinctively turned her face away, only to find that he had stopped just above her


    cheek, about a fist’s distance away


    “Wearing perfume?” Bary asked.


    He sniffed, then gave his evaluation.


    She had misunderstood him.


    Moira’s face was hot. She had just thought Bary was going to kiss her, but it turned out he was


    only confirming if she was wearing perfume,


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    Moira stiffly turned her head back to meet his gaze, feeling very guilty. She replied, “A friend made it


    for me.”


    When she went for an exchange program, Moira met a perfumer and yed her a rendition on the


    ns, and the perfumer made a perfume specially for


    Moira.


    It had a sweet but not overpowering scent of orange, with hints of fresh grass.


    The smell suited her


    Bary nced at her again and said, “It smells good,”


    Moira looked at Bary’s Adam’s apple and couldn’t help but move her fingers. She couldn’t help


    but remember the feeling from the other day. Her ears turned red again.


    Juliet always said that the s**t part of a man was his Adam’s apple. Now every time Bary hugged


    her, Moira’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on his Adam’s apple.


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