"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.

was still blaring beside her. She reached for it, turned it off, and sat on the

and as his nominal wife, she naturally

morning,

Now, getting up so early, she couldn't stop yawning even

up

seeing you off," Moira replied, yawning, her

up so early today. Rose didn't have time to come and make breakfast, so

one serving of breakfast, so he placed the soup

her hand dismissively. "I'm not hungry. I'll go back

looked at Barclay. "Mr. Covington,

half-asleep, Moira blurted out the

looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Do you

she replied and yawned

breakfast quickly, and noticing her continuous yawning,

do for seven days. you

she spoke, the

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