She Flash-Married To His Rival

Chapter 209

Never mind.

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Barclay probably didn’t remember the incident from that evening. He was a busy man, and that little incident seemed insignificant in his life

of success.

The photo was indeed beautiful and suited Barclay’s style.

If Moira told him the lady in the photo was her, she thought it would be even better.

However, Moira decided not to reveal her thoughts to avoid embarrassment.

If Barclay simply found the photo appealing and used it as his screensaver, claiming ownership too eagerly might seem overly calculating. It was better to let it go.

Moira realized her impulsiveness and said, “Actually, upon closer inspection, this photo has a certain artistic quality, and it does look good as

a screensaver.”

She looked at the photo of herself and felt her face heat up. Trying to maintain composure, she continued, “I’m just casually asking, so please

don’t mind.”

“It’s okay,” Barclay replied, not minding at all.

Moira breathed a sigh of relief and swiftly changed the subject. “I still need to practice the piano for three hours today. I’ll go practice now.”

“Okay,” Barclay said, picking up his phone and examining the screensaver.

Moira glanced at him, and her heart skipped a beat.

She got up to leave the table, intending to head upstairs to the piano room.

However, just a few steps away, she heard Barclay’s voice behind her, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Ms. Jimenez, does this photo seem

familiar to you?”

Moira tensed up. She turned around and faced him, saying, “No, I just casually asked.”

“Is that so?” Barclay smirked slightly. “I seem to find this photo more and more familiar.”

Moira subconsciously tugged at her clothes. “It must be an optical illusion!”

Barclay raised his head and looked at her. “Doesn’t it resemble the scene from that rainy night when I came to pick you up, and you ran into Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

my arms?”

Moira fell silent, It was not resembling. It was exactly that scene!

Moira didn’t dare to say this. She stood there, feeling regretful for her earlier slip of the tongue.

Seeing her silence, Barclay continued, “Wasn’t there someone taking our photo that night?”

Moira did not reply. She thought why wasn’t there a pill for regret?

Seeing her not speaking, Barclay looked at her flushed ears. He then slowly wiped off his smile. “I won’t disturb you anymore. You can go ahead and practice the piano.”

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At this moment, Moira had no intention of practicing. She looked anxiously at the phone in Barclay’s hand and decided to come clean. “Mr. Covington, the persons in that photo are indeed me and you.”

Barclay said, “Oh, no wonder I found the figure in the photo so attractive.”

Listening to his praise, Moira stood there, unsure whether to feel happy or uncomfortable.

She asked, “Should you change the screensaver then?”

“Why?” Barclay raised his gaze, staring directly at her.

Moira felt a sudden unease under his gaze and looked away, avoiding his eyes. “Wouldn’t people misunderstand?”

Barclay asked again, “Misunderstand what? That our relationship is impure?”

Barclay suddenly chuckled. “Ms. Jimenez, have you forgotten? In public, you are my Mrs. Covington. Using our photo as the screensaver will only make people think that we are a loving couple.”

His laughter was deep and rich, echoing in Moira’s ears and stirring up heat inside her.

She stood there, feeling her heart beating rapidly. His laughter was too enchanting.

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