She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

There was restraint in Barclay’s cold voice, making Moira’s heart tremble slightly. Her hands hung by her sides, and she looked like a primary school student standing in punishment, afraid to move.

Barclay looked at her for a moment and said, “How’s your leg?”

“It’s fine,” Moira said.

She glanced up at him, unsure

sure if it was

was her illusion, but there was no anger in his eyes

Moira breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Covington.”

Barclay pulled over the wheelchair and said, “Have a seat.”

The commotion just now was quite loud. If Barclay hadn’t acted quickly, Moira would have fallen onto the food cart, which had hot soup. The consequences would have been unthinkable if Moira had fallen on it.

Furthermore, Moira’s right call was still in the recovery stage. If she had fallen like that, her leg might have fractured again. And her injury would worsen.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Just as Moira settled into the wheelchair, the restaurant manager came over to apologize, “Miss, I’m sorry. Did you get hurt?”

Moira didn’t mean to scold him since he had apologized. She was so anxious just now that she fell.

“I’m fine. This area is a bit slippery. Please have someone clean it up.”

“Yes. We’re really sorry, Miss. A pot of soup fell just now. Maybe it wasn’t cleaned up properly. It’s great that you’re fine. To express our apology, we will give you 20% off for your dinner tonight.”

Moira calculated in her heart. That would save over 200 dollars. This was quite a sincere gesture.

She was about to speak when Barclay, who had been silent, suddenly interjected, “The ambiance of your restaurant really doesn’t match the pricing of your dishes”

The manager’s expression stiffened, and he glanced at Barclay.

And he recognized Barclay’s nobility at a glance.

The atmosphere instantly became tense. Barclay put his hand on the wheelchair’s handle and said, “Forget the discount. Foot the bill.”

He handed over his card, and the manager was lost for words under Barclay’s pressure, so he could only accept the card while apologizing and have someone prepare a gift for Moira

After settling the bill, the manager regained his composure and continued to apologize sincerely. He handed the gift to Moira and said, “This is a small gift from us. Please accept it, Miss. I hope tonight’s incident didn’t ruin your date.”

Moira looked at the bag and instinctively looked at Barclay.

Moira looked over eagerly, as if a rabbit had been s n a tc h e d away from food.

Barclay chuckled inwardly, and his aloof expression finally softened. “Take it.”

As soon as he spoke, Moira responded without hesitation, “Thank you. I’m really. No need to feel guilty.”

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“it was our negligence,” the manager said,

Barclay lost his patience and wheeled the wheelchair out.

Moira was curious about what was inside the bag, but she didn’t want to open it immediately.

Thalia stood in front of the checkout counter, watching Moira being wheeled out of the restaurant by Barclay. She bit her lips.

“Miss, your card,” the cashier said.

Thalia’s thoughts were interrupted by the cashier’s voice, but she didn’t want to meet the cashier’s eyes.

That indifferent glance seemed to see right through her.

Thalia’s hand trembled, and she failed to catch the card, which fell to the ground.

The cashier apologized, but she was not in the mood to listen. She picked up the card and quickly walked away from the restaurant, heading in the opposite direction.