She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Out of the blue, a sudden "darling" caught the attention of most of the crowd at the party.

Moira immediately regretted her exclamation as she watched Barclay approach her through the crowd. She wished she could vanish!

Barclay strode up to Moira and took her hand. "Been waiting long?"

His gaze shifted to the cup she held. "Having a drink?"

Feeling embarrassed, Moira muttered softly, "It's not alcohol, just juice."

Delicious juice.

A subtle flicker crossed Barclay's dark eyes, but he didn't reveal the truth. "Alright."

"Shall we head back?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They retraced their steps.

She'd feel like a spectacle at the circus if they stayed longer.

And those two women who embarrassed her earlier had already vanished before Barclay arrived.

Moira couldn't be bothered to care anymore. She couldn't bear shouting Barclay as "darling" so loudly in front of everyone.

"Is there gold on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as he descended from upstairs.

still looking down, finally glanced up at

floor. Otherwise, Mrs. Covington wouldn't be

her head again, Barclay said, "Mr. Covington had quite

pressed her lips together, keeping her gaze forward, not daring to lower her

the door, Moira remembered something. "Oops, I forgot to tell Ms. Hurst we're

care of

He hadn't.

her seat, confident that someone

needed to be

responded softly, refraining

fate had

Moira settled into the car, Barclay's voice cut through

glance at him. "All of a sudden? Was it sudden? Didn't we agree to leave

she

"Excuse me?"

me all her birthday presents for the year and confessed she liked

did she

didn't say

with a hint of amusement. "Ah,

Moira fell silent.

too late to

watched her quietly, his gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before

"Oh, uh, alright."

Moira awkwardly fastened her