She Flash-Married To His Rival

"I forgot to ask what you'd like as a business trip gift," Moira said.

Moira hesitated, initially thinking to decline, but then recalled Barclay mentioning Linden picking out gifts for his girlfriend last time, realizing she had to accept this business trip gift. After a brief pause, she replied, "Mango candies, can I?"

Barclay looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Are you a big fan of those?"

Moira chuckled nervously. "I just want to taste mango candies from different places." "Alright then."

Moira couldn't help but feel Barclay's tone was oddly gentle and indulgent.

'Oh no, I am starting to fall for it,' she wondered.

That night, Moira dreamt of mango-flavored everything.

The next morning, as the alarm clock buzzed, she opened her eyes, staring at the familiar ceiling, only then realizing it was all a dream.

But it felt so real!

Moira buried her face in her hands and remembered the lingering kiss from her dream, her heart pounding faster with each passing moment.

phone was still blaring beside her. She reached for it,

was going on a business trip, and as his nominal wife, she naturally had

nine in the morning, meaning he had to leave by

sharp contrast to her usual wake-up time of eight. Now, getting up so early, she couldn't stop yawning even after finishing her morning routine. But Barclay seemed energetic and lively. Moira had no idea what time she had gone to

up so

Moira replied, yawning,

to come and make breakfast, so Linden had arranged for

up so early. There was only one serving of breakfast, so he placed

hungry. I'll go

propped her chin up with her hand and looked at Barclay. "Mr. Covington,

still half-asleep, Moira blurted out the

and raised an eyebrow. "Do

on you," she

finished his breakfast quickly, and noticing her continuous yawning, he suggested she go

be do for seven days. you off properly, Imight get

she spoke, the doorbell