Chapter 229


    Bary scrutinized her for a moment. "Is it truly that agonizing?"


    Moira hesitated, pondering the unexpected question.


    Was this really about difort?


    Turning her head away, Moira shut her eyes, feigning sleep.


    Yet he remained seated so near, his presence permeated with the refreshing scent of wood, tempting her to lean closer.


    Moira found herself torn between rationality and morality, finally glimpsing a ray of hope: her blood test results were finally avable!


    All the metrics in the report came back to normal.


    Moira swiftly rose from her seat. "Mr. Covington, let''s head for home!"


    Home, where she could count ten thousand sheep if necessary.


    "Perhaps we ought to seek the doctor''s advice," he proposed.


    Recalling the doctor''s enigmatic stare, Moiracked the courage to face him again.


    "Let''s head home without further dy!"


    Abandoning all pretense, she instinctively looped her arm around Bary''s, urging him along.


    She often used this gesture to coax Aiken in the past, but Moira just wanted to hurry home without dwelling on it too much.


    It wasn''t until Bary gazed at her and slowly remarked, "Ms. Jimenez, please refrain from trying to seduce me."


    Moira remained puzzled.


    Realizing her mistake, she quickly withdrew her hand as if shocked.


    Her already flushed cheeks instantly burned hotter, and Moira stood there, momentarily at a loss for words. "I''m sorry, I mistook you for Aiken." Bary fell silent.


    Moira also realized her slip of the tongue. How could such a dashing man be willing to be mistaken for Aiken?


    Feeling incredibly embarrassed, Moira stood there as if her earlier drunkenness had evaporated, leaving only embarrassment behind.


    Bary nced at her. "Let''s go home."


    "Alright."


    Moira nodded, refraining from uttering another word.


    By the time they departed from the hospital, an hour it had psed.


    Perhaps all the fuss had exhausted her excess energy, as Moira didn''t feel as groggy when she settled into the car. Instead, a wave of drowsiness washed over her.


    Yawning, Moira nced at the lights outside the car window, her eyelids growing heavier.


    Just as the car left the hospital,


    Bary halted at a red light just after turning at an intersection. ncing over, he noticed that Moira, who had just moments ago warned him against flirting, was already fast asteep.


    A wry smile flickered in his dark eyes, punctuating the silence with the deep rumble of hisughter.


    Bary shifted his gaze away as the light turned green and smoothly guided the car forward.


    Upon returning to the garage, Moira slumbered deeply in the passenger seat.


    Bary carried her to their room, where Moira remained still as he gently ced her on the bed. His gaze lingered upon her, still adorned in the evening gown from the earlier party Though he had initially nned to depart, Bary relented and leaned in to unzip her dress from the side. Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    As the zipper slid down, the dress loosened considerably.


    Yet, at that moment, Moira shifted, causing the thin nket to slip and the dress to hitch up, exposing her thighs.


    The sight of her white undergarments teased, tempting Bary to lose his restraint.


    As his wilder instincts threatened to break free, Moira murmured: "Mr. Covington, cease your seduction. I fear I won''t be able to resist."


    This time, her unspoken desires found a voice.


    Bary chuckled softly, using a


    gentle hand to pull the dress back down, shielding her thighs from view before tucking the nket securely around her once more.


    He quietly left the room with a tender kiss pressed to her lips.


    Hmph.


    Was he losing control?


    Well, that suited him just fine. He was running short on patience anyway.