Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 216

Moira's feet could not walk right now, so she could only let Sage carry her all the way to the side of the carriage. Along the way, he carried her on her back and caused many people to glance at him, causing her to be so embarrassed that she could only bury her face in his shoulder and avoid the onlookers.

Sage told her to give the car key to the bodyguard, and they could drive her car, while she sat on his Driver s to go back.

Seeing that he had eaten dinner by himself and was carrying her back, Moira obediently listened to him. Just as she got on the car, Sage planned to send her to the nearby hospital, but he rejected her idea.

Did not insist. It was just that he had decided to bring her back to his villa because he was more used to living there.

He asked Moira about this, but Moira didn't have any objections. The night wind blew in from the window and gently caressed her face, making her feel like she was about to fall asleep.

Last night, she only fell asleep after 3 in the morning, and in the morning, she received a call from Lorelei. As a result, she only slept for a few hours, and worked for another day.

Moira's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and in the end, she simply tilted her head and fell asleep.

Sage turned his head to see that she had fallen asleep. His speed had also slowed down as he turned off the music and was not in a hurry to go home.

In this romantic and romantic Midsummer night, driving a car lazily while his beloved girl sat in the car, this feeling could be classified as satisfaction.

The carriage drove all the way to the villa. After Sage stopped the carriage, he arrived at the Driver s. Moira was still sleeping soundly when he bent down to carry her out of the carriage.

When Moira woke up, she opened her hazy eyes and pushed him a bit, "No need, I can walk."

When Sage thought about how her legs were injured at the side, he frowned and took a step back.

As Moira slept, she had forgotten about her sprained leg. Thus, she stepped off the car with one foot, and the moment her other foot touched the ground, she threw herself into the man's embrace, hugging his waist tightly.

Sage naturally hugged her, "Do you still want to leave by yourself?"

This time, Moira's face became completely red. She stood on one leg for a few seconds in distress, and then her body became light. The man once again carried her up with ease.

Moira quickly reached out and hugged his neck tightly. This time, she really had nothing to say.

Sage carried her to the great hall and found some medicine to apply on her. She nervously swallowed his saliva.

Sage maliciously took the medicinal sheet and pressed it lightly.

"Ah ... It hurts ..." Moira couldn't help but grumble, but in such a quiet environment, her voice sounded warm and unspeakable.

She immediately bit her lip and didn't dare to scream again.

Sage smiled, "Since you're saying this, who are you trying to seduce?"

Moira knew that he did it on purpose. She frowned slightly and did not say anything, but when this man held her foot gently and smeared the medicine on her foot, a ripple appeared in her heart uncontrollably.

Under the bright light, Sage wiped it very earnestly. Moira looked at him from top to bottom. His handsome, carving-like facial features under his two flying sword brows was exceptionally mesmerizing.

Along with his gentle and delicate movements, Moira unknowingly stood there in a daze. When she realized this, she had actually looked at him for a long time.

Moira shook her head in a daze, "There's no need. I'm not washing tonight."

"Not washing?" Sage raised his eyebrows, "The weather is so hot, it's not comfortable to take a bath!"

Moira knew that he was teasing her. She bit her lips, and blushed from his words, "I'm dirty, it's my business. Just don't go near."

Sage grabbed the back of her head and planted a hot kiss on her forehead. When Moira glared at him with resentment, he laughed deeply, "Don't worry, I won't find you dirty."

Then he got up, leaving her with a startled look, and closed the door.

Moira was blank for a few seconds. It could only be said that this man's ability to flirt with girls was not bad.

That night, Moira struggled to take a bath before going to sleep. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to be dirty.

Libby enjoyed the tickets that Carlo had given her, and had not missed out on any of the clothing shows. She would always meet some celebrities in the country on the set, and they were very surprised that she was invited every single time, because they were the ones who held the high level nameplate of endorsements. However, they knew about Libby's fame in the industry and the endorsements in her hands.

How could she be lucky enough to be part of every show?

On this point, other than the people around Libby, no one would know of her luck!

However, she wasn't the luckiest person to be able to attend these shows. At the same time, she would be able to attend the final beautiful and romantic finale, which would be the embodiment of her status as a heavyweight.