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!"

to shield Moira, pulling her to his side with his

her face and said, "Mr. Covington, Mr. Andrews

Barclay responded indifferently,

this

been clinging to Moira all

looked at Moira. "Do you need personal space right

"Isn't that obvious? Of

side were Cynthia's

said she didn't

the next second? If she said she needed it, would Barclay get angry? Moira

"Sweetie, it's okay. Just say what you really

sweet talk. As soon

looked at Barclay sheepishly and said, "I think I do

were too

frowned slightly and seemed displeased. Was he

to comfort him, but Cynthia had already pulled her away,

back at Barclay, feeling she was like

she threw this thought to the back of

wanted to give her all the birthday gifts she received this year! Why did this We

things?

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