She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Aiken had a dinner party today, and Moira had dinner alone at home.

Her marriage to Barclay was already all over the internet, and Claire’s dirty moves were brought to light. People either envied and congratulated Moira or mocked and abused Allie online.

At over eight o’clock in the evening, Barclay finally replied to her on WhatsApp.

She saw his name pop on the screen, her heart pounding so last and her hands trembling. She clicked it and saw his reply. [Not at all. Just stating the facts. His words were simple and efficient, as he was.

Right. He was only stating the fact that they had married today.

Moira inexplicably smiled, and the psychological pressure dispersed at once.

She replied. [Anyway, sorry for all the trouble. And thanks again.]

This time, Barclay replied quickly and more concisely. [Okay.

She took a screenshot of Barclay’s reply and sent it to Juliet, and Juliet’s illusions were instantly shattered. Juliet: [Well, why did he marry you anyway?]

Moira thought seriously and replied. [Maybe he needs a wife?]

After all, Barclay’s father, Eric Covington, had not been in good health in the last few years. There had been several rumors within the circle that Eric would select a wife for Barclay, Barclay had a half-brother, Alex Covington. Eric once wanted to make Alex the president of Sega. As long as Eric was still around, who would take over the Sega Group was still unknown. Alex had his mother to back him up, but Barclay had nothing. So, if Eric forced him to marry somebody, he could not refuse. Instead of letting his stepmother blow pillow talk in Eric’s ear and choose a random wife for him, it would be better for him to do it himself.

The more Moira thought about it, the closer she felt to the truth.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Although the Jimenez family had declined in the past few years, they were a decent family. And many of Moira’s maternal relatives were politicians. Moira was popular in Arnelo, and Barclay was lucky to marry her. Moira was so convinced by herself.

Moira felt that she had scored a lucky hit, too. However, she chose to marry him to avenge Alfio in the first place. She felt the need to confess to Barclay. But now was not the time. She had to admit that she was as competitive as most women.

While she wandered in her thoughts, the phone again lit up. Moira looked down at the telephone. Juliet sent a message. By the way, does your father know about this?]

Julieti’s words instantly calmed Moira, who had spent the entire day today in a hyperactive and trance-like state.

The first victory against Claire was so joyful, yet after the joys, she had to face reality.

Moira’s head suddenly hurt, and even those abusive comments about Claire couldn’t cheer her up.

She went to the living room and watched TV while waiting for Aiken to re

return. It was not until nine-thirty that Aiken returned, slightly drunk.

Moira hurriedly poured a cup of water and handed it over. “Dad.”

Aiken naturally knew what Moira was thinking. He took the cup and drank half a cup of water but said nothing.

Moira sat beside him, anxiously pulling his shirt’s hem, and apologized. “Sorry, Dad. It’s all

my fault.”

Aiken couldn’t bear to be angry with Moira for too long, and thinking of what that man said in his office this afternoon, he sighed slightly. “I trust you,

Moira.

Hearing Aiken’s words. Moira’s eyes instantly reddened. She wanted to explain. But Alken’s face suddenly darkened, “Jeffrey contacted me just now, saying that he wanted to have dinner with us and tlist Allie wanted to kneel and apologize to you