She Flash-Married To His Rival

Chapter 208

Barclay did not say anything else. Moira was also hungry. She lowered her head and ate the chicken wings wholeheartedly.

Moira preferred to eat slowly, taking small bites. She was still only halfway through her meal when Barclay finished his.

It wasn’t a big deal, as everyone has their own eating pace. However, Barclay remained seated at the table, watching her.

Moira naturally didn’t assume Barclay was staring because she ate attractively. Perhaps he stayed out of politeness, waiting for her.

For mutual consideration, she subconsciously hastened her eating pace.

After the last bite, Moira finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Barclay. “I’m full, Mr. Covington.”

“Okay.” Barclay nodded and handed his phone to her. “A friend sent me this.”

“What is it?” Moira thought it might be a beautiful landscape video, but to her surprise, it was a video of her pouring water over Barbara and then scolding her afterward.

While it had felt satisfying to pour water and scold Barbara at the time, seeing the recorded video now made Moira feel embarrassed.

She lifted her head calmly, took a sip of soup, then looked at Barclay. “Sorry, Mr. Covington, I have a bad temper. I couldn’t control myself at that time.”

She couldn’t help but defend herself. “Actually, I’m not usually like this.”

at people, but Barbara was

provoking with harsh

It was quite rude to splash

lips, lowering her head to apologize sincerely. “I’m sorry, I won’t do

not?” Barclay raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

did he mean by that?

guessing her thoughts, Barclay looked at her as he

“Do you mean I didn’t curse hard

Barclay replied, “Yes.”

feel like I didn’t perform well today! Don’t worry, I’ll definitely curse better next

gone too far and quickly backed down, cautiously asking, “But, is it not good for me to curse like that?”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It felt like I’m a

wasn’t that exaggerated, but cursing at people wasn’t very good

asked, “Says

other people

just jealous

and agreed. “What about you? Mr. Covington, what

at her for a moment, Barclay