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.

She reached for it, turned it off, and sat on the edge of the

business trip, and as his nominal wife, she naturally had to see

flight was at nine in the morning, meaning he had to leave by

stop yawning even after finishing her morning routine. But Barclay seemed energetic and

you up so early?"

seeing you off," Moira replied, yawning,

come and make breakfast, so Linden had arranged for it to

one serving of breakfast, so he placed the

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

her hand and looked at Barclay. "Mr. Covington, are

Moira blurted out the

and raised an eyebrow.

depends on you," she replied and yawned

and noticing her continuous yawning, he suggested

head. "No, I can't. You'll be do for seven

spoke,