NovelEnglishChapter 212 Eric left, but the atmosphere in the villa remained strange. Even Rose tactfully hid in the kitchen and didn't dare to inquire about lunch.
Moira glanced at Barclay, who had been sitting on the sofa for a while, and tentatively asked, "Aren't you busy today?" Barclay slowly opened his eyes. "Not too much. Are you bye" In fact, he stopped the meeting halfway and rushed back.
He said, "I'm not busy." It was awkward for them to sit here like this.
Seeing him rubbing his forehead, Moira suddenly remembered something. "Do you have a headache?" Barclay looked up at her. "Yeah." "Then can I give you a massage?" She might as well find something to do.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBarclay said, "Thank you." Moira got up and walked to the sofa behind him, lifting her hand to give him a massage.
The atmosphere improved significantly, and Moira felt relieved.
She had upset Eric so much earlier. She was worried that Barclay would hold her accountable for it now.
Recently, Moira seemed increasingly losing control of her words.
Moira pondered without speaking, and Barclay also remained silent, making the living Suddenly, a noise cfrom the entrance, startling Moira and Barclay.
At the entrance, Cynthia peeked in while walking in.
room quiet.
When Cynthia saw Moira and Barclay sitting on the sofa, her éxpression changed slightly.
Moira felt embarrassed by Cynthia's sudden appearance and quickly withdrew her hand.
Barclay's comfort was suddenly interrupted, and he looked at Cynthia with a cold gaze. “Ms. Hurst, what are you doing here?" Moira was also curious. "Are you here to askto divorce my husband too?" At the mention of "husband," Barclay glanced at Moira.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmInitially, Moira didn't think much of it since it wasn't the first tshe had addressed Barclay as her "husband" for the sake of the act. But seeing him glance back like that made her feel flustered, and her cheeks grew hot.
Cynthia shook her head hurriedly. “No, Ms. Jimenez, you misunderstood." Barclay was not satisfied with her addressing Moira. "It's Mrs. Covington, Ms. Hurst." Cynthia frowned but changed her address. “Mrs. Covington, I'm having a birthday party this week and would like to invite you." 1/2 1441 Fri, 5 Jul Chapter 212 Moira looked at Cynthia and asked, "Are you invitingto humiliate me?" Wasn't that how it went in ? Barclay thought the same. "Ms. Hurst, you have many friends. There's no need to invite my wife. Besides, she is quite busy lately." Moira, who was not busy at all, said, "Yes, I'm quite busy lately." F 86%%
Cynthia realized they had misunderstood and explained what y quickly, "It's not what you think, Mrs. Covington. You savedlast time, and I've been grateful to you. I want nothing more than to have you by my to cut the cake on my birthday!" As Cynthia spoke, she looked at Barclay. "Mr. Covington, rest assured. If I ever let down my lifesaver, I will..."
As Cynthia mentioned the incident that night, Moira felt that she had ulterior motives. She asked Cynthia, "What?" She was curious.
Cynthia said resolutely, “I'll... run naked around the city center!" Moira was stunned. There was no need to go that far.
Cynthia added, "If you don't believe me, we can record a voice message now as evidence." Moira was about to speak, but Barclay had already placed his phone before her. "Go ahead." Moira was taken aback, wondering, 'Did the elite circle enjoy such extractivities?'
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