NovelEnglishUpon hearing this, Rose hastened her movements. "Almost done, Mrs. Covington, just givefive more minutes!" "No rush, I was just asking," Mrs. Covington replied.
'Sorry about that, Ms. Graham. I couldn't cup with any other excuse to escape.' Moira expressed sregret inwardly.
After sorting out her thoughts, Moira made a conscious effort to control her feelings for Barclay.
She knew she had to stop staring at him constantly and getting lost in her thoughts.
But liking someone was hard to manage.
Moira tried for days, but the results were dismal.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEspecially after realizing she had feelings for Barclay, she couldn't act as naturally around him anymore.
Several times, she couldn't bear it and simply made excuses to run away.
Just when Moira was suffering in the agony of her sweet infatuation, sgood news finally arrived. Barclay was going on a business trip! And it wasn't just for a short while, but for seven whole days! Moira could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
On the night before Barclay's trip, Moira didn't avoid him like she had been doing for the past few days.
When Barclay cback from a call and saw Moira sitting on the couch, his eyes flickered slightly. "Ms. Jimenez, aren't you supposed to be busy tonight?" Moira averted her gaze guiltily. "Balancing work and leisure. I've been practicing too hard the past few days, and my hands are rebelling." Barclay looked at her with a smirk. "Is that so? I thought you were avoiding me." Moira's heart skipped a beat. "Why would I be? Besides, why would I want to avoid you?" Barclay continued to gaze at her without saying a word.
Moira lasted all of two seconds before she couldn't take it anymore. She pursed her lips. "Mr. Covington, have you packed for your trip tomorrow? Is everything ready?" Upon hearing her question, Barclay raised an eyebrow. "If it's not packed, Ms. Jimenez, could you helpwith that?" "Of course." Moira blurted out, feeling a pang of regret immediately after.
Just five days ago, she had sworn to maintain boundaries and keep her distance. Was packing his bags something she should be doing? But since she had already agreed, when Barclay asked her if she could help with his travel bags, Moira could only reluctantly agree.
Barclay got up. "Let's go. I need to get srest early tonight." Moira reluctantly got up and followed him upstairs, into the master bedroom.
This wasn't Moira's first tentering Barclay's room, but it was her first tstepping into his walk-in closet.
Before even entering, she caught the familiar scent of cedarwood.
Barclay leaned against the wall beside the door, not stepping inside. "I'll need three suits, two casual outfits, and two sets of pajamas," he stated. Upon hearing his request, Moira glanced back at him.
"Got it," she replied, then boldly approached the transparent wardrobe to survey all of Barclay's clothes.
Most of Barclay's clothes were in shades of black and white. Inside the main wardrobe, dozens of tailored suits hung neatly, while the side compartments were filled et th ofties
casual wear. The collection of ties resembled that of a department e.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmm store, overwhelming Moira's eyes.
She also noticed a separate cabfor cufflinks and tie cling, indicating their significant value. It was the first tMoira realized Barclay owned so many clothes.
With so many options, she felt overwhelmed and didn't know where to start.
Choosing the right suit and tie comuns required attention te detail.
was worried about her taste, carefully comparing each tie to the suits she selected.
She was so focused on her task that she didn't notice closet. The coarclay entering the e is on novelenglish.net! RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.
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