She Flash-Married To His Rival



Before turning around, Barclay glanced at the SUV parked nearby, then with a gentle smile, he led Moira into the villa.

Inside the SUV, Daniel glanced back at Felix in the rear seat. "You're getting ahead of yourself, aren't you? Her husband's waiting right here!"

Through the tinted windows, Felix watched their retreating figures, the amusement in his eyes fading gradually.

It wasn't until Moira and Barclay disappeared behind the villa's door that he withdrew his gaze, sneaking a glance at the rearview mirror. "You enjoy talking so much?"

Inwardly grumbling, Daniel thought, 'You're so arrogant! So impressive! Yet you let me chauffeur you around while you flirt!'

Moira's mind was filled with the sensation of being led by the hand, but as soon as they entered the villa, Barclay released her hand.

Her heart sank a bit, and she instinctively looked up at Barclay.

He happened to be looking at her, his gaze resting on her face. "Didn't you say you weren't interested in checking out hot guys?"

Moira felt a bit awkward. "We didn't go check out hot guys..."

He gave her a pointed look. "Isn't Felix hot?"

"Well, I wouldn't say he's not..."

"Yeah, so you did go check out hot guys."

It was a statement, not a question.

She bumped into Felix at the bar, and well, Felix was a hottie, so she did end up checking hotties out.

It felt off somehow, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

After a moment of contemplation, Moira found herself convinced by Barclay's flawless logic loop. "Alright, fine, I was checking out hot guys." "So you lied to me?"

How did things escalate to the point where she was accused of deceiving him?

This was absurd!

Moira thought for a moment, then explained, "I didn't lie! I didn't even look at Felix. I have no interest in him! But Juliet is a huge fan of Felix. I had no choice."

Barclay looked at her for a moment, then suddenly chuckled. "Come here."

He motioned with his hand, then proceeded to climb the stairs.

He moved deliberately slow and clearly waited for her.

Seeing Moira lagging behind, Barclay halted directly in front of the staircase. "What's wrong?"

Moira hurried to catch up, and the two of them, one after the other, made their way to the piano room. 'What's he doing here? Is he in a bad mood and wants me to play him a tune to cheer him up?'

Just as Mora was pondering, the

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door to the piano room swung open, and a vast expanse of roses by the white piano caught her eye, vibrant and alluring.

'What's going on?' she wondered.

Moira looked at Barclay with surprise and confusion. "Mr. Covington, what's this?"

"It's a Valentine's Day gift," he replied, walked over to the piano, and picked up a beautifully wrapped box, handing it to her.

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this a bit inappropriate?"

She said that, but her hand reached out nheless.

After all, no woman would turn down a Valentine's Day gift.

"Go on, and see if you like it."

Moira glanced at him and felt a bit embarrassed. "Is this really for me?"

After all, she was just his fake wife.

"Is there someone else here?"

She blushed slightly, then untied the ribbon and opened the outer

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As she opened it, her eyes sparkled at the sight of the diamonds on the bracelet inside.

It looked really expensive.

"Thank you, I love it."

She suddenly felt like the gift she prepared wasn't good enough.

Barclay nodded and glanced at the large bouquet of red roses next to the piano. "Don't you like roses?"

"No, I love them," she said and rushed over to pick up the roses.

It was her first time receiving 999 roses. They were really heavy!

The first time she tried to lift them, she almost fell over.

The second time, she put in more effort and managed to hold them up.

'Are there really 999 roses?' she wondered.

She was about to count when Barclay suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to post it on Instagram?"