Chapter 9

Two hours later, Moira sat beside Barclay, looking incredulously at the marriage license in her hand.

It was hers and Barclay Covington’s name on the license. Wow.

How did she end up getting a marriage license with Barclay when all she wanted to do was apologize to him and explain everything sincerely?

How she felt now was complex. She pursed her lips and tilted her head to look at Barclay on the side.

She had heard of the name Barclay Covington for years. Never had she ever thought that this name would be on the same marriage license as her name.

Moira’s mind was still messed up when the car stopped outside her villa.

“Mrs. Covington, you seem dissatisfied with our picture,” said Barclay in a low voice.

Moira came back to her senses. Her hand trembled when she heard him call her Mrs. Covington. The marriage license fell on Barclay’s leather shoes.

up the marriage license, and

“Don’t be ridiculous. I like

at the photo on the marriage license. The two of

had asked her to smile during the photo shoot

had a pair of beautiful eyes. When she smiled, they were bright and sparkling. Also, her smile made Barclay’s angular

to her side, and leaned down to

kind of got used to it. She wrapped one arm around his neck, the other

all the way to her room and put her in her wheelchair. When he was straightening up, he halted at her eye level and looked at her from a distance of half a

should get to your

flickered. He straightened up, looked down at her, and added, “I’ll come and take you home in

she hurriedly reached out to grab his sleeve. But she was

and curled her

finger that had

felt Barclay was doing it on purpose. She made such a rude and outrageous request, and now he started to take revenge

told Aiken about this.

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