She Flash-Married To His Rival

'How should I respond to this? How could I not be attracted? But what are we to each other? We're just fake spouses!' Moira sighed inwardly. Casting a quick glance at Barclay, Moira swiftly remarked, "You should go grab dinner. I'm tired. I'm heading back to bed. Goodnight!" With that, she turned on her heels and bolted.

In less than five or six seconds, there was a resounding thud of the door being shut.

Barclay gazed at the closed door of the guest room, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're attracted, aren't you?"

'Hey, great,' thought Barclay.

Lying on the bed, Moira could hear her heart racing. She was glad she had bolted. Otherwise, she might have been in serious trouble.

Juliet was right. Any woman would be intrigued by a man like Barclay.

Moira couldn't help but sigh at her own unwarranted thoughts.

'Get a grip, Moira! You're in a professional partnership now, each taking what you need. When the time comes, you'll part ways and walk your separate paths. Falling for a business partner is just a cliché from novels!' she wondered.

After tearing apart her fantasies, Moira regained some composure.

She realized Barclay's earlier question was probably a test.

because she had been too forward the other

to herself that she might have been a bit

said it was just some

But what about her?

back to that night, Moira's face felt like it

Barclay see through her

someone while intoxicated

remorseful, and resolved never to

to maintain some decorum

where she remained unchanged, wanting to get intimate with Barclay

looked at her coldly as she made her move. "Ms. Jimenez, you are not drunk, right?"

This is the third time, Ms. Jimenez. Don't forget. We're

to the incessant ringing of her alarm clock beside

and felt shy at the memory of Barclay's words in her

dream had spoken the truth. She shouldn't indulge in foolish fantasies. Gathering her thoughts, she rose from bed and began

over to the dining table, she saw Barclay

her. "Didn't