She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Barclay's gaze turned cold when he heard the word "sweetie." He asked, "Are you saying that if she likes you, you won't mind?" Moira answered, "I respect her sexual orientation." After all, she didn't swing that way.

"What about me?" Barclay chuckled in exasperation, looking at Moira, who was acting so capriciously. "What am I?"

Moira blinked and instinctively replied, "My husband!"

Wasn't this a well-known fact?

Barclay teased, "Oh, so you aware I'm your husband."

Moira was puzzled. Was it her imagination? Why did she feel like Barclay's tone was a bit resentful?

Moira suddenly realized that she had been chatting with Cynthia the whole time and hadn't paid much attention to Barclay.

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt guilty. She quickly moved closer to Barclay, tiptoed slightly, and whispered in his ear, "It's okay, Mr. Covington. There weren't many people when we came in, so no one should have noticed! Don't worry. From now on, we'll be the super-duper affectionate couple!"

Tonight's attendees at Cynthia's birthday party were naturally not ordinary people.

The "affectionate couple" image of Moira and Barclay naturally needed to be maintained.

Barclay looked at Moira, who suddenly approached him. He subconsciously tightened his hand on her waist, wanting to pull her closer into his arms, but he was afraid of scaring her. In the end, he restrained himself.

The fresh flowery scent from Moira's body drifted towards Barclay's nose like an unprovoked temptation. But she seemed oblivious, even tiptoeing closer to him.

cheek. Barclay lowered his head, his lips brushing against her forehead. He looked at her calmly and

felt her heart tremble for a moment, and when she reacted, the touch had already

her? Did he kiss

was just a light kiss on the forehead, so many people

felt like it was stuffed with cotton, soft and loose, but it occupied all her

Barclay and could only

of attention, but coupled with Barclay, Moira naturally drew

soon as Barclay

each other as if no one else was around was noticed

speculating about the two

she had taken a step forward, and now they were

Moira could feel

she muttered, "It's

looked at

at him

someked away, suddenly spotti

she knew. "Mr. Covington,

your friend is

and met Harvey's eyes. He responded

He didn't care.

thought Barclay would