She Flash-Married To His Rival

As the car pulled out of the parking lot, the sky roared and raindrops the size of beans started to patter down.

Moira stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding her cup, and gazed at the dark expanse in the distance. She couldn't help but tut.

It looked like it was going to rain for the better part of the day.

After a moment of watching the rain, she finished her drink, refilled her cup at the table, and planned to head upstairs to continue practicing the piano.

But just then, she heard a noise from the foyer.

Moira paused and looked up to see Barclay walking in expressionless.

Instinctively, she called out, "Mr. Covington, you're back?"

Barclay glanced at her and then crossed the room, heading downstairs.

Moira blinked and felt that Barclay seemed a bit off today.

At that moment, Rose emerged from the kitchen. "Mrs. Covington, is Mr. Covington back?"

Moira nodded. "Yes, he's back."

prepare dinner earlier

was a

for a moment. "No need, you just

acknowledged and went back to

in earlier. Sitting

be in a

the very least, we share the same roof. It wouldn't be right for me to be so indifferent. A few days ago, I accidentally drank a drugged drink, and he even drove me to the hospital in the middle of

room and grabbed a few candies, clutching them in

down there. The basement was the entertainment area, with pool tables, table

around everywhere, but Barclay was

Barclay must be on

finding it

she stepped down, she spotted Barclay sitting on the floor, sipping

sprawled out, he balanced a bottle of red wine on his bent right leg while

drank with an ease that suggested

before tentatively calling out, "Mr.

lingering hint of hostility in

the first

not to retract her words, walking

the wine in his glass, then extended it