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.

down the stairs,

was

an inexplicable joy as

upstairs to his room and then

prepared dinner. "Mrs. Covington, dinner

the food for later? Barclay isn't

Rose went back to the kitchen, divided the meal in half, and brought out one

turned and went upstairs to their room. It was past ten in the evening when Moira finished showering and prepared to sleep. Suddenly, she remembered Barclay, who

Barclay had showered and was wearing a bathrobe, one hand holding the doorknob, the other rubbing his temples. "Do you need

him, feeling a bit awkward. "Are

I was in a bad mood this afternoon and

shy and quickly waved her hand. It's okay. I've offended you.

as she finished speaking, Moira saw Barclay's face relax into a smile. "Ms.

laughed nervously. "Are you

"A little."

should rest. I don't want to

"I asked Rose to save some food for you. It's still