Chapter 212

Eric left, but the atmosphere in the villa remained strange. Even Rose tactfully hid in the kitchen and didn’t dare to inquire about lunch.

Moira glanced at Barclay, who had been sitting on the sofa for a while, and tentatively asked, “Aren’t you busy today?”

Barclay slowly opened his eyes. “Not too much. Are you bye”

In fact, he stopped the meeting halfway and rushed back.

He said, “I’m not busy.”

It was awkward for them to sit here like this.

Seeing him rubbing his forehead, Moira suddenly remembered something. “Do you have a headache?”

Barclay looked up at her. “Yeah.”

“Then can I give you a massage?” She might as well find something to do.

Barclay said, “Thank you.”

behind him, lifting

and

earlier. She was worried that Barclay would hold her accountable for it now.

Moira seemed increasingly losing

speaking, and Barclay also

came from the entrance, startling

the entrance, Cynthia peeked in while walking in room quiet.

Barclay sitting on the sofa, her

appearance and quickly withdrew her

with a cold gaze. “Ms. Hurst, what are you doing here?”

was also curious. “Are you here to ask me to

the mention of “husband,” Barclay glanced at Moira.

wasn’t the first time she had addressed Barclay as her “husband” for the sake of the act. But seeing him glance back like that made her feel flustered, and her cheeks grew hot.

her head hurriedly. “No, Ms. Jimenez,

with her addressing Moira. “It’s Mrs. Covington, Ms.

“Mrs. Covington, I’m having a birthday party this week

asked, “Are

that how it went in

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