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.

about Barclay falling down the stairs, so she

was

an inexplicable joy as she

directly upstairs to his room and

"Mrs. Covington,

half of the food for later? Barclay isn't feeling well.

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 meal in half, and brought out one portion. After dinner, Moira glanced out

finished showering and prepared to sleep. Suddenly, she remembered Barclay, who had been drunk earlier. She

almost ten seconds before it opened. Barclay had showered and was wearing a bathrobe, one hand holding the

a bit

something. "Sorry, I was in

and quickly waved her hand. It's okay. I've offended you. It's only fair if you meet me once in

speaking, Moira saw Barclay's face

nervously. "Are

"A little."

rest. I don't want to

some food