'Wine doesn't taste good. Candy is sweet?' he wondered.

Barclay lowered his eyelids, lost in thought for a moment, then directed his attention to the corkscrew in his hand, and returned the unopened bottle to its place.

After completing this task, he returned to his previous position, sat back down, and reached into her palm to grab a piece of candy.

He unwrapped the candy, raised it to his mouth, and popped it in.

The moment the soft candy touched his tongue, a slight sourness spread instantly across his taste buds, followed by the full-bodied aroma of mango in his mouth.

He bit into the soft candy, and the sweetness immediately overpowered the earlier sourness.

'Yep, she is right. It's sweet,' he thought to himself.

However, he wanted to push his luck a bit.

Barclay turned his head to the side and looked at Moira, who had been watching him the whole time. "Not sweet enough, a bit sour."

"Huh?"

sorry. The mango candy

looked at the

glass. She had only taken a sip earlier, and now there was still half a glass of

in Barclay's eyes, it seemed like he would

at the two empty wine bottles beside

breath before downing

reminded her that it was

it went

not a drop left." Barclay shifted his gaze and

his eyes, leaning back against the wine cabinet behind

feeling like Barclay had definitely taken an

come to the wine cellar to drown his sorrows

Could it be trouble in his love life? I haven't heard anything about entanglements. Could it be Mr. Covington's recent ave betrayal by a

not long ago, threatening her to divorce Baronet Or else

Barclay is his son! Eric wouldn't be that unreasonable, would he?"

but couldn't figure out why Barclay was so

insight into Barclay's

and looked at Barclay beside her

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