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."

I prepare

a

considered for a moment. "No need, you just need to stick

back to her tasks, leaving Moira

demeanor when he came in earlier. Sitting at the

seemed to be in a rather bad

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

struggling for a while, Moira went back to her room and grabbed a

her first time going down there. The basement was the entertainment

but Barclay was nowhere to

case, Barclay must be on

basement, finding it to be a

Barclay sitting on the

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

with an ease that suggested it

for a moment before tentatively

of hostility in his gaze.

the first time

to retract her words,

wine in his glass, then extended