She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

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!"

Moira, pulling her to his side with his other

stopped. She straightened her face and said,

responded indifferently, but he

but this time,

frustration. "Mr. Covington, have you been clinging to Moira

you need personal space right

that obvious? Of

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

she didn't need it,

said she needed it, would Barclay get angry? Moira was really in

okay. Just

was susceptible to sweet talk. As soon as Cynthia called her

at Barclay sheepishly and said,

were too powerful. She couldn't

Barclay responded. He frowned slightly and

comfort him, but Cynthia had already pulled her away, saying, "Moira, let me show

back at Barclay, feeling she was like a bad

thought

all the birthday gifts she received this year! Why did this We always have to give

things?