She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Moira was truly flustered this time. "Ms. Hurst, I suddenly need to use the restroom..."

As she spoke, she quickly left the room.

Cynthia was puzzled. "Moira! The restroom is not that way!"

But before she could finish her sentence, Moira had already dashed downstairs.

Cynthia stood there, feeling confused.

Everything was fine just now. Why did Moira run away as soon as she confessed her feelings? Did Moira dislike her?

With these thoughts in mind, Cynthia's mood suddenly soured.

Cynthia's "yes" had suddenly shaken Moira.

She had been confessed to by people before, but being confessed to by a girl was a first!

She didn't have any issues with Cynthia's sexual orientation. She just felt a bit overwhelmed as the one being liked.

Moira ran while looking for Barclay. She regretted leaving him just now!

She exclaimed in her heart, 'Mr. Covington, where are you? Can we go home now?'

However, the hall was too large, and there were many people tonight. Moira had been searching for more than ten minutes without finding him.

Her phone was in Barclay's coat pocket, and it wasn't practical to call him. But calling herself was a good idea!

in mind, Moira began to look for someone to

for two minutes, she

two pockets, obviously big enough to hold a phone. Moira walked up to the beautiful lady with a friendly smile.

Jimenez." The beautiful lady smiled back at

shocked.

Was she that famous?

Jimenez. You're last year's winner of the Aurora Award. Very

embarrassed. "Can I ask you

replied, "What can I

borrow your phone

lady directly handed her the

The beautiful lady had been so generous in lending her the

like she was going to say

her phone

a melodious piano tune emanated from

about

started liking

out a phone with

but then he

from

taste

puzzled, he heard Barclay pick up the phone. "Hello, I'm

was suddenly forced to witness a couple's romantic interaction, feeling speechless. "It's me." Moira's slightly trembling female voice came through the phone. Barclay lowered his gaze. "What's wrong?" Moira asked,

you get along with

"Well, she's busy too, so I don't want