NovelOnlineChapter 194 Barclay had just finished swimming, his hair still dripping with water. The droplets on his hair slid down his chiseled face, eventually falling to the ground.
He was wearing a bathrobe, but it was draped casually with the neckline almost open. It revealed his well- defined muscles, much to Moira's observation.
"Have you had breakfast?" he asked.
Moira quickly averted her gaze. "Just finished." Darn it! The comparison was the thief of joy! They were living in the shouse.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBarclay was done swimming and back from exercising by nine, while she just finished breakfast.
No wonder his physique was so good, and she couldn't even develop abs! She felt like she was a loser.
Barclay nodded, running a hand through his hair. It caused the robe to lift slightly, nearly exposing his upper body.
Moira once again got a clear view of his eight-pack abs, and all she could think of was Juliet's words and how tempting it was to touch the abs Realizing her inappropriate thoughts, her face turned red.
As Barclay was done, the robe fell back into place, covering those alluring abs.
Moira restrained herself and withdrew her gaze. "I'm going to practice the piano." She had to get rid of her improper thoughts.
She reminded herself that she had been taught proper morals for twelve years and shouldn't have inappropriate thoughts just because Barclay had a good body. Well, not just good, but very good! Barclay looked at her. "Are you feeling hot?" Moira was puzzled. "No, not at all." Barclay added, "Then why is your face so red?" Moira was stunned.
Her face turned even redder at his question. "Maybe it's a bit stuffy today?" Just then, a breeze passed by, carrying the faint fragrance from Barclay, causing Moira to momentarily lose her senses.
Barclay looked at her for a moment and smiled. "Well, it is a bit stuffy today." Perhaps it was an illusion, but Moira seemed to hear him laughing.
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChapter 194 Moira felt embarrassed and awkward. "I'll go practice the piano now." With a smile, Barclay said, "Go ahead." Moira felt like her face was on fire, and all she wanted was to quickly go upstairs and find a place to ease her embarrassment.
However, in her haste, she stubbed her toe on the stairs despite using them every day.
59% The pain in her big toe instantly overwhelmed her, and her mind went blank. Subconsciously, she squatted down, forgetting all about her humiliation, "Ouch!" Moira whimpered in pain.
Barclay suppressed his amusement and quickly walked over, squatting down beside her. "Did you hit your foot?" Moira didn't respond, just hugging her head while remaining in a crouched position.
Seeing her silent, Barclay's expression slightly darkened, thinking she had injured her right leg again. He reached out to pick her up. "Let's go to the hospital."
Although Moira's right leg had mostly healed, her bone hadn't fully om recovered. It she injured it again, she might end up with a limp. In her crouched position, Moira was difficult for Barclay to lift. Attempting to force her up might cause her to fall
Furrowing his brows, Barclay reached for her hands, which were wrapped around her head: 'Let's go to the hospital for a check-up, okay? Be good." Moira finally lifted her head, looking at him. "I'm so embarrassed!" How could she manage to stub her toe while just going up the stairs? Barclay heard her worry but also sensed that she wasn't seriously injured. He felt relieved and looked down at her, lightly smiling. D there to be embarrassed about? Only I saw it." His words only made Moira feel even more embarrassed.
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