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!"

reached out to shield Moira, pulling her to his side with

said, "Mr. Covington, Mr. Andrews just said he needs to

Barclay responded indifferently, but

herself, but this

"Mr. Covington, have you been clinging to

looked at Moira. "Do you need

obvious?

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

said she

she needed it, would Barclay

Just say

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

and said,

sweet words were too powerful.

slightly and seemed

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

back at Barclay, feeling she was like

soon, she threw this thought to the

all the birthday gifts she received this year! Why did this

things?

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