She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 253

"Alright."

Barclay handed her back the phone.

Moira reached out to take the phone, opened the photo album, and saw the picture Barclay had just taken. The warmth that had only just faded from her face surged back again. Why would he take such a flirtatious, atmospheric photo?

"Could you send me the photos?"

She was lost in thought as Barclay's voice brought her back to reality. "Sure." Moira quickly sent the photos to his phone.

"Could you send me those photos you just took?" Barclay clarified.

"Huh?"

"The ones you took."

"Uh-oh, okay."

Was he going to post them on Instagram too?

Moira couldn't help but wonder. If Barclay posted these photos on Instagram, wouldn't there be a flood of comments from people?

She didn't even dare to imagine and think about what it would be like if she posted these photos on her own Instagram.

"Are you editing the photos?" Barclay asked, noticing that she hadn't posted them on Instagram yet.

trying to figure out what caption to

had the photos, coming up with

up with anything better, so she settled for a simple yet blunt caption. "Love isn't just on Valentine's Day. It's

cover her warm cheeks for a moment before she was ready to speak to

that Barclay had already liked

that a bit too

up at him, suddenly remembering something. "Mr. Covington, weren't you supposed to be

"So?" Barclay responded.

you're

Valentine's Day. Shouldn't we be spending it together?" He replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, causing Moira to momentarily forget they were just pretend spouses. She pursed her lips, hesitating. "Actually, I got you a gift

paled in comparison to his. Moira felt too embarrassed to

"But what?" Barclay prompted.

"It's nothing."

head. "Let me get your gift. It's in

was better

had given

for Instagram, it was also a

tiny bit of disappointment in her heart and returned to the room, holding the roses and the bracelet. She handed Barclay

Barclay said as he took

about to open it when Moira quickly pressed his hand down.

felt a

"Sure."

and glanced at his watch. "It's getting late. You should rest. I have to head back early

and watched him turn away. Almost involuntarily, she called out to him, "Mr. Covington!" Barclay paused, turning back to look at her, his eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Is there something

pursue further.