She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 42

Barclay undid his seatbelt, opened the car door, but didn’t step out. He leaned slightly towards Moira, his left hand resting on the steering wheel. “We’re home, Mrs. Covington,” he said, then helped her unbuckle her seatbelt

Moira tensed up for a moment, catching a whiff of his cologne.

After helping her with the seatbelt, Barclay get out of the car. He went around to the trunk, grabbed her wheelchair, and placed it in front of the garage door

There were three steps at the entrance to the garage. Moita had just hopped down one when Barclay suddenly dashed over and scooped her up.

“I can manage on my own,” Moira protested.

Barclay glanced down at her, showing no signs of putting her down. “Let me help you, Mrs. Covington. After all, I’m your husband.”

Barclay carried Moira up to the living room on the first floor. The entire room was decorated in shades of silver, making it look s p a c i u s

Bending down, Barclayset her gently on the couch. As he leaned forward, the collar of his shirt dipped slightly, and she caught a glimpse of his big pectorals.

“What do you want to drink?” Barclay asked.

“Anything’s fine,” Moira replied.

else. He walked over to the back of the TV wall.

a glass of ice

of her and handed her the TV remote. “Pick whatever show you

Harvey Andrews calling. “What’s up?” he asked into

of ice water, Barclay turned back to look through the floor-to-ceiling windows at Moira sitting on the

us at the

tonight. Have fun, though,”

go back inside. Instead, he shook the glass

“Elite

picked it up to find

Ward had asked him a question. (You really not

Got some stuff

stuff? You meeting a

darken a bit. He scoffed and took a few seconds to think before sending a message. [Gotta wake up

check the group chat anymore, but everyone in the group was

Harvey: What?]

Finley: [Are you kidding?]

I high

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was he just flexing about his