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.”

walked to the sofa behind him, lifting her hand to

improved significantly, and Moira felt relieved.

earlier. She was worried that Barclay would hold

Moira seemed increasingly losing

pondered without speaking, and Barclay also

came from the entrance, startling Moira

in while walking in room quiet.

on

by Cynthia’s sudden appearance and quickly

looked at Cynthia with a

here to ask me to divorce

“husband,”

Barclay as her “husband” for the sake of the act. But seeing him glance back like that made her feel flustered,

head hurriedly. “No, Ms.

addressing Moira. “It’s Mrs. Covington,

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

looked at Cynthia and asked, “Are you inviting me

that how it went in

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