Chapter 91


    Chapter 91


    Moira’s unreserved words were loud in the car.


    Jordan, who was driving, froze for a moment when he heard Moira’s words.


    He wondered, What is Mrs. Covington talking about?”


    Jordan hoped that he was not in the car. He felt so embarrassed now.


    Moira’s words startled even Bary, but Moira was unaware of the gravity of what she had just said.


    She continued to scold indignantly, “it’s outrageous How could they make out in the car?”


    As she spoke, Moira finally realized something was wrong.


    Drunk as she was, Moira wasn’tpletely unconscious. She was just slower than usual.


    But even in her dulled state, she realized what she had just said.


    ‘Did I just say sex in front of Bary?’ she thought.


    Realizing this, Moira blushed even more. “I… My head aches…”


    s she spoke, Moira passed out on Bary’s chest.


    Bary looked down at her, his thin lips curling up. A hint of amusement shed across his cold


    eyes.


    She was timid yet adorable.


    The car soon resumed its journey, and Moira didn’t cause any more trouble.


    At this moment, the intoxication was at its peak. Moira was lying in Bary’s embrace, her


    consciousness fading away. She simply feltfortable leaning against the “thing” she was resting


    on. Unable to resist, Moira reached out and hugged the “thing” tightly, no longer causing any


    commotion afterwards


    When they returned to the vi, Moira was already asleep.


    Jordan got out of the car to open the door and was about to call for help, but a nce from Bary


    made him keep quiet.


    Initially, Bary was worried that Mpira would be woken up, but he was mistaken. Moira was fast


    asleep, and as she was carried into the vi, she


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    She moved a few times along the way, but it was only because she found the position


    ufortable. After adjusting her posture, she continued to sleep.


    Jordan silently carried the wheelchair into the vi and discreetly left for home.


    Bary carried Moira into the guest room. Just as he was about to fully rx his grip, Moira clung to


    him.


    He didn’t know what she was dreaming about, and she was murmuring something.


    Unfortunately, her voice was too soft for Bary to hear clearly


    Bary looked at Moira clinging to him, his eyes bing even deeper. The desire he concealed


    during the daytime surged like iing waves.


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    Suddenly, Moira’s red and glossy lips, illuminated by the light, resembled freshly washed cherries,


    silently beckoning to be savored.


    Bary was no longer calm. However, Moira, deep in slumber, waspletely unaware.


    After gazing at her for a while, he said, “If you don’t let go, don’t me me for being rude.”


    Moira made a humming sound, felt a bit cold, and subconsciously leaned towards Bary.


    Her soft lips brushed against Bary’s neck. The soft touch tickled him, and Bary couldn’t hold


    back his desire.


    Baryy down on the bed with Moira and turned aside. Unable to suppress his desire any longer,


    he lowered his head and kissed her lips.