She Flash-Married To His Rival

Moira was led by Barclay to the dining area, attracting many glances along the way. There were looks of envy, surprise, confusion, jealousy, and disdain.

Moira straightened her back, tightened her grip on Barclay's hand, and walked past them without looking sideways.

Even if she was a fake Mrs. Covington, no one knew!

Barclay noticed her subtle actions and smiled faintly as he held her hand tighter.

Silly rabbit.

The buffet at Cynthia's birthday party was quite lavish, with many types of cuisine. Moira had initially been worried about going hungry, but under Barclay's repeated urging, she was now worried that her stomach would be suspected of being bottomless.

"Are you full?" Barclay found a taco from somewhere, which looked delicious.

However, Moira couldn't eat anymore. She forced herself to look away. "I'm full."

Under his gaze, Moira emphasized again. "I really am full. If I eat anymore, I'll need some digestive pills."

Barclay remembered the last time and didn't insist on feeding her. He nodded and then put it in his mouth.

Just as the two of them finished eating, Cynthia came over. "Sweetie, I'm here for you!"

Barclay reached out to shield Moira, pulling her to his side with his other hand.

stopped. She straightened her face and said, "Mr.

responded indifferently, but

herself, but this time, Barclay remained

have you been clinging to Moira

"Do you need personal space right

retorted, "Isn't that obvious?

side were her "husband's" affectionate eyes, and on the other side were Cynthia's hopeful eyes. Moira

she

said she needed it, would Barclay get angry?

okay. Just

to sweet talk. As soon as Cynthia

sheepishly and said, "I think I do need

were too

slightly and seemed

Cynthia had already pulled her away, saying,

at Barclay, feeling she