She Flash-Married To His Rival

Moira sat on the ground for a while and realized that it had been quite some time since they came down. If they didn't head back up soon, Rose would probably start to worry. But Barclay was drunk...

Moira leaned against the wine cabinet behind her and stood up, looking down at Barclay still seated there. "Mr. Covington, shall we go upstairs?"

Barclay heard her words, lifted his head, and gazed at her for a moment. "Why should we go upstairs?"

'Listen! Is this something regular Barclay would ask?' Moira thought helplessly.

"We're going upstairs to eat," she said and reached out to pull him up.

With her assistance, he got to his feet. "I have no appetite."

'Of course, you don't. You're drunk!' she thought.

"Then shall we go upstairs to rest?"

He furrowed his brow and seriously considered her suggestion.

After about five seconds, he nodded.

falling down the

was surprisingly

inexplicable joy as she held his

directly upstairs to his room and then went

"Mrs. Covington, dinner is

for later? Barclay isn't feeling well. He'll

early today, and Rose could tell he wasn't in a good mood. Without questioning Moira's words, Rose went back to the kitchen, divided the

to their room. It was past ten in the evening when Moira finished showering and prepared to sleep. Suddenly, she remembered Barclay, who had been drunk earlier. She hesitated for a moment before getting up and knocking on the

it opened. Barclay had showered and was wearing a bathrobe, one hand holding

a bit awkward. "Are you sober

I was in a bad mood this afternoon and

the afternoon,Moira felt shy and quickly waved her hand. It's okay. I've offended you.

she finished speaking, Moira saw Barclay's face relax

laughed nervously. "Are you

"A little."

I don't want to trouble you. I'll just go downstairs and make

he had misunderstood, so she quickly intervened. "I asked Rose to save some food for you. It's still