Chapter 116
Moira was pulled into the car by Barclay. Then, she immediately regretted what she did.
She was too impulsive just now and couldn’t help but retort.
Eric was obviously furiated by het.
At the thought of this, Moira subconsciously looked at Barclay.
He was not as angry as she had expected. He looked at her calmly. “Are you frightened?”
Moira shook her head and pressed her tongue against her teeth. She asked carefully, “Aren’t you angry?”
Barclay said, “Why should be?”
She pursed her Eps, feeling a little embarrassed. “…I think I overdid it and made your father too angry.”
Barclay looked at her and suddenly smiled. He raised his big hand and stroked her head. “Well done.”
Moira thought she had heard him wrong.
Barclay saw the shock on her face and the gloominess in his heart dissipated. He did not explain and asked, “Did you have enough to eat?”
Moira licked his lips. “Not really.”
Although she had been eating, the fight started too quickly, so she did not end up eating much
Barclay looked at Moira as her tongue stück out of her cherry lips and quickly licked the lips. She appeared like an innocent fax. The color of her licked Lips was alluring
The light in his dark eyes instantly dimmed. He raised his hand and pressed his thumb on her lips. “It’s stained with sauce.”
Moira’s face instantly heated up. “Thank, thank you.”
Barclay rubbed his thumb on his index finger and replied casually, “No problem.”
Moira felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward. After a moment, she raised her hand and touched Barclay. “Shall we eat something before going back?”
Through the thin shirt, Barclay could feel the softness of Moira’s palm.
“What do you want to eat?” He frowned and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
Maira asked, “What do you want to eat?”
“Up to you,” he replied.
Moira insisted, “No, you have to decide.”
She felt that Barclay must be in a bad mood today, although he was covering it quite well.
Since he was in a bad mood, she wanted him to have something he would like to eat.
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Chapter 116
Barclay did not refuse her anymore. He instructed Jordan Abbott to drive to a restaurant.
Moira could tell that Barclay did not have a good appetite.
When the two of them returned to the car, it was already hall past eight.
On their way home, it was very quiet inside the car.
Neither of them spoke. Moira looked out of the car window at the passing night scenery and was a little distracted. She imagined Barclay’s pitiful situation of having a stepmother and a father who was like a stepfather. When she returned to the villa, the more she looked at Barclay, the more she felt that he was pitiful.
After returning to her room, Moira quickly sought Juliet’s advice.
Moira sent her a text, saying, [Juliet, I need your help!]
Juliet replied, [What do you need, baby?]
Moira asked, [How do you comfort someone?]
Juliet sent a nose–picking emoji and asked, [What’s wrong? Did your husband suffer a blow when you went home with him?]
Moira replied, [Yes, a little. I feel that his father only cares about benefits and doesn’t care about him! I feel that Barclay is quite pitiful. He didn’t even eat much for dinner.]
Juliet texted, it’s simple. Change into sexy pajamas and comfort him in bed. I guarantee that Barclay will revive on the spot immediately!]
Moira hesitated for a moment before replying to her, I am serious!]
Juliet immediately texted back, [I’m seribus, too!]
For the first time, Moira felt that Juliet was so unreliable. When she thought of her words, her face burned.