She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 103 

Barclay and Moira were left in the living room. 

Moira felt guilty and avoided looking at Barclay. Before she could figure out how to explain everything, Barclay asked, “Are you friends with the housekeeper now?” 

Moira replied, “No, we are not.” 

Barclay did not reply to Moira. He sat down and gave Moira a meaningful look. 

Moira quickly placed the plate of watermelon and grapes before Barclay, suggesting, “Have some watermelon. It’s so sweet” 

Barclay chuckled when he observed Moira’s frantic attempts to please him with the watermelon slices. However, the next second, he returned to his usual icy look and said, “I don’t like sweet food.” He added inside, “Of course, except the sweet rabbit before me.” 

Moira was shocked, thinking. ‘Should I change my wording and say the watermelon is only mediocre sweet?” 

Moira took a bite of watermelon and suddenly found a blind spot. She asked, “Mr. Covington, I hope I’m not being too presumptuous, but can I ask you a question?” 

Looking at Moira, Barclay raised an eyebrow to signal his permission. 

Moira asked, “Why did you ask the housekeep to buy the sweet watermelon and grapes since you don’t like sweet food?” 

She emphasized the word “sweet.” She did not mean to seek a fight but sincerely wanted to know why. 

Barclay replied, “You may be misunderstanding.” 

Noticing Moira was looking at him with confusion, Barclay continued, “I didn’t ask the housekeeper to buy the watermelon or grapes. She took the Initiative and prepared them.” 

After that, he leaned casually toward the sofa and added, “Probably the housekeeper thought that my Mrs. Covington likes sweet food and wanted to please you.” 

There was nothing wrong with Barclay’s expression. Although they were not a real couple, Moira was his Mrs. Covington. 

However, Moira felt inexplicably shy when she heard the words “my Mrs. Covington” come out of Barclay’s mouth, She raised a hand to touch her burning ear lobe and said, “Oh? Oh.” 

She talked to herself, ‘It’s freakingly embarrassing. I should probably stop asking such questions. Ahhhl‘ 

Moira took a break and thought of the poor Ms. Graham. With that, she pulled herself together and asked, “You seemed not to like today’s lunch. Was it because the salmon schnitzel and fried chicken were too sweet for you?” 

Barclay glanced at Moira and replied, “I guess so?” 

Moira was confused and asked, “What 

mean when you said “I guess so“?” 

Barclay replied, “It means a yes, but not a resounding one.” 

Moira cried, “What?” She thought, ‘Is Barclay deliberately echoing my previous words to get back at me?” 

Moira finished the watermelon slice, letting out a quiet sigh. She suppressed her emotion and said, “I asked Ms. Graham to prepare the lunch dishes. 

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think her cooking is quite good. Can you keep her?” 

She stared at Barclay carefully after she finished her words, fearing that Barclay would fire Ms. Graham with a “no.” 

Barclay looked into Moira’s round eyes and sensed a strong expectation. He could not say no to those eyes, so he replied, “We can keep her since you like. her so much. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Moira was relieved and said sincerely, “Thank you.” 

Barclay replied, “Yeah.” He looked at Moira, his eyebrows twitching slightly. Then, he closed his eyes and started his nap, thinking, ‘Pleasing her is just a piece of cake. 

Moira thought, “Well, Barclay is quite nice, although he may be a bit calculating sometimes. 

To secure Ms. Graham’s job, Moira pulled up her thick skin and asked, “Mr. Covington, quick question.” 

Barclay asked, “What question?” He opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on Moira. 

Moira continued, “Since I’m your Mrs. Covington, do you think I should know more about what you like and dislike?” 

ira saw a smile appear on Barclay’s face. 

Moira had no idea which word was funny. Barclay was amused and chuckled. Then, Moira saw a sm 

Barclay’s warm smile melted his icy expression, radiating like a sunflower in full bloom. 

Staring at Barclay, Moira felt her heart skipped a beat and her face burning. She exclaimed inside, ‘How enchanting he is!”