She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

'Wine doesn't taste good. Candy is sweet?' he wondered.

Barclay lowered his eyelids, lost in thought for a moment, then directed his attention to the corkscrew in his hand, and returned the unopened bottle to its place.

After completing this task, he returned to his previous position, sat back down, and reached into her palm to grab a piece of candy.

He unwrapped the candy, raised it to his mouth, and popped it in.

The moment the soft candy touched his tongue, a slight sourness spread instantly across his taste buds, followed by the full-bodied aroma of mango in his mouth.

He bit into the soft candy, and the sweetness immediately overpowered the earlier sourness.

'Yep, she is right. It's sweet,' he thought to himself.

However, he wanted to push his luck a bit.

Barclay turned his head to the side and looked at Moira, who had been watching him the whole time. "Not sweet enough, a bit sour."

"Huh?"

Moira was suddenly awkward. "I'm sorry. The mango candy is a bit sour."

He didn't say anything and just looked at the highball glass in her hand. "Aren't you drinking?"

Following his gaze, Moira glanced at her own glass. She had only taken a sip earlier, and now there was still half a glass of red wine left.

With that look in Barclay's eyes, it seemed like he would drink it if she didn't.

at the two empty wine bottles beside her, then shook her head quickly. "No,

breath before downing the entire glass in one go. After finishing her drink, she couldn't help but

reminded her that it was

went to waste.'

not a drop left." Barclay shifted his gaze and swallowed the last

leaning back against the wine cabinet behind

like Barclay had definitely taken an unprecedented blow

Barclay come

the business world. It's hard to imagine anything could hurt him like this. Could it be

entanglements. Could it be

Mr. Covington's recent ave

it's not because of friendship or love, then it must be family..." Moira pondered in her

coming over not long

her to

or

of the position of

son! Eric wouldn't be that

racked her brains but couldn't figure out why

much insight into Barclay's personal

and looked at

asleep, Mr. Covington looks so handsome,' she couldn't help

was despicable to still be infatuated with Barclay's looks at a time like

out softly, "Mr.