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.”

him, lifting her hand to give him a

and Moira felt

She was worried that Barclay would hold

Moira seemed increasingly losing control of her

speaking, and Barclay also remained silent,

the entrance,

entrance, Cynthia peeked in

sitting on the sofa, her éxpression changed

appearance and quickly withdrew

looked at Cynthia with a cold gaze. “Ms.

to ask me to divorce

“husband,” Barclay glanced at Moira.

didn’t think much of it since it 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 head hurriedly. “No, Ms.

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

frowned but changed her address. “Mrs. Covington, I’m having a birthday party this week and would like

and asked, “Are you inviting me

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