"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.

beside her. She reached for it, turned it

a business trip, and as his nominal wife, she naturally

morning, meaning he had to leave

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

up so early?" Barclay

replied, yawning, her eyes glistening with

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

early. There was only one serving of breakfast, so he placed the soup in front

hand dismissively. "I'm not hungry. I'll go back to bed after you

chin up with her hand and looked at Barclay. "Mr. Covington, are we spending

still half-asleep, Moira blurted out the question

at her and raised an eyebrow. "Do you want

you," she replied and

her continuous yawning, he suggested she go back to

do for seven days. you off properly, Imight get the wrong

spoke, the

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