Chapter 9

Two hours later, Moira sat beside Barclay, looking incredulously at the marriage license in her hand.

It was hers and Barclay Covington’s name on the license. Wow.

How did she end up getting a marriage license with Barclay when all she wanted to do was apologize to him and explain everything sincerely?

How she felt now was complex. She pursed her lips and tilted her head to look at Barclay on the side.

She had heard of the name Barclay Covington for years. Never had she ever thought that this name would be on the same marriage license as her name.

Moira’s mind was still messed up when the car stopped outside her villa.

“Mrs. Covington, you seem dissatisfied with our picture,” said Barclay in a low voice.

Moira came back to her senses. Her hand trembled when she heard him call her Mrs. Covington. The marriage license fell on Barclay’s leather shoes.

over, picked up the marriage license, and handed

embarrassment. “Don’t be

on the marriage license. The two of them together were not as weird as she

her to smile during the photo shoot

were bright and sparkling. Also, her smile made Barclay’s angular face look

got off the car, walked to her

whole morning Moira kind of got used to it. She wrapped one arm around his

straightening up, he halted at her eye level and looked at her from a distance of

“You should get to

looked down at her, and added, “I’ll come and take you home in

she hurriedly reached out to grab his sleeve.

hand and curled her fingers. “I’m

that had been pulled

week. She felt Barclay was doing it on purpose. She made such a rude and outrageous request, and now he started to take

hadn’t told

the video call, Moira was not in the mood to eat anymore, and she directly dropped

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