Chapter 62


    Chapter 62


    Bary’s car was parked at the vi’s entrance, and the driver had been waiting by the car for a


    while.


    Seeing Bary carrying Moira out, the driver opened the back door.


    Just as Moira sat down, Thomas had alreadye out, pushing her wheelchair.


    The driver folded the wheelchair and ced it in the back seat, then quickly returned to the driver’s


    seat, waiting for Bary’s signal


    As the car door closed, the scent of sandalwood on Bary’s side became more distinct


    “Drive,” Bary ordered.


    The car moved slowly, and Moira turned her head to look out the window, but after a while, she


    withdrew her gaze.


    She had intended to ask Bary who they were having dinner with, but he had already closed his


    eyes, seemingly lost in thought


    Then she gave up asking


    Not long after the car left the vi, they were stuck in a traffic jam. Moira didn’t have time to react to


    the sudden braking. As she was about to hit her forehead against the seat in front of her, a hand


    reached out and pulled her arm.


    The strong force made her fall into Bary’s arms, and her cheek hit his shoulder


    The car came to a halt, and the driver said in a panic, “Mr. Covington, Ms. Jimenez, I’m sorry,


    there’s a car ahead…”


    “Be more careful,” Bary gently reprimanded


    Then he lowered his head to look at Moira in his arms. “Did that hurt?”


    Moira wasn’t hurt, but her face flushed, and she mumbled, “No, it’s fine.”


    Bary raised his hand and rested it on her chook, smoothing out her slightly disheveled hair


    Her dress had a stand-up cor, so Moira had tied her hair up into a bun, leaving some strands of


    hair on both sides of her checks as decoration.


    Bary’s hand was cool, and as his fingers brushed her forehead, Moira quickly pushed his


    shoulder and sat back, saying, “I’m sorry to hump into you.”


    Bary nced down, and Moira followed his gaze


    What she saw made her want to escape


    The lipstick mark on Bary’s cor told her what she had done.


    But in fact, she hadn’t done anything. It was just that when she fell on him, her lips brushed against


    the cor.


    Moira’s face blushed red, and she nervously grabbed the chain on her bag, looking up at Bary,


    saying nervously, “Tpensate you for it


    “Okay,” he said lightly.


    Bary didn’t seem to mind, which relieved Moira’s embarrassment,


    Fortunately, there were no more “idents on the way. Twenty minutester, the car stopped at the


    hotel entrance.


    The driver opened the door for them. Moira Jooked at the lipstick mark on Bary’s cor and


    hesitated for a moment. Finally, she braced herself and said, “Mr. Covington, your cor is a bit


    myssy.”


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    With that, she quickly reached out and flipped his cor up, tucking it in a bit to cover the lipstick


    mark


    After doing all this, she withdrew her hand nervously and said, “All done.”


    Bary nced at her, seemingly unaware of her little tricks, and said, “Thank you.”


    “You’re wee,” Moira said.


    Bary got out of the car first, and Moira, supporting the wheelchair, got out and sat on the


    wheelchair,


    Bary wheeled her into the hotel, drawing curious nces from many people in front of the


    elevator.


    When she thought of the lipstick mark on Bary’s cor, Moira’s ears turned red.


    Along the way, she couldn’t help but nce up at Bary’s cor, fearing that he might reach out toThis content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    adjust it and reveal the lipstick mark


    It wasn’t until they entered the private room that Moira finally breathed a sigh of relief,


    But when she saw Felix inside the room, her anxiety returned.


    She was afraid she would embarrass herself in front of Felix.