She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Just as Moira thought Barclay was going to kiss her, the warm breath suddenly disappeared. 

Moira instinctively opened her eyes and found herself locked in his gaze. 

Barclay had already retreated a bit, looking at her with a smile. “You’re right. It might not be appropriate.” 

Moira stared at his lips, feeling strangely disappointed at his words. 

Her facial expression must have given her away because Barclay looked at her and remarked, “You seem quite disappointed?” 

Startled, Moira hurriedly denied. “No, I’m not, I didn’t, I wouldn’t!” 

Barclay smiled at her with a meaningful gaze. “Alright then.” 

Feeling guilty, Moira said, “I’ll go practice the piano!” 

Without waiting for a response, she ran upstairs and into the music room. 

Her heart was pounding so fast. It felt like it might burst out of her chest at any moment. 

Moira covered her flushed cheeks and took a moment to calm down. 

She thought, ‘Oh, I’ve really changed. I’m starting to think about men‘ 

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she focused and began playing “Symphony No. 5” by Beethoven. 

As Moira immersed herself in the music, practicing for three hours straight, her fingers began to ache. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

After a while, she checked her phone and saw several messages from Juliet. 

Juliet: [Someone took a photo of you and Mr. Covington last night, and it looks amazing!] 

Juliet: The photos of you two have spread in our circle, and last night’s incident has become gossip. Thalia and Alfie are being teased as if 

they were a fake couple!] 

Juliet: (Thalia is going to be furious this timel] 

The messages were sent two hours ago. Moira downloaded the photos and couldn’t help but blush when she saw them. 

Juliet was right. The photos were incredibly captivating. 

ran into Barclay’s arms. In the picture, Barclay was dressed in a black suit, holding an 

One captured the scene from last night when she umbrella with one hand while the other arm was wrapped around her waist. 

He was looking down at her while she tilted her head slightly upwards, meeting his gaze. The skirt of her dress was fluttering, and though the photo seemed frozen, it somehow conveyed apense of motion. 

The other photo showed Barclay holding her waist as they walked away in the pouring rain. 

14:25 Wed, 3 Jul MM. 

The photos had dark, cool tones with chilly rain and pitch–black night surrounding them. However, it enhanced the atmosphere and added 

depth to the story. 

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Moira’s hand trembled, and she accidentally dropped her phone. 

She glanced at the visitor and quickly picked up her phone, feeling guilty. 

Barclay said, “Ms. Graham says lunch is ready.” 

Moira replied, “Oh, okay, I’m done practicing.” 

She held her phone behind her back nervously. 

Barclay glanced at the phone behind her and asked, “Time to eat?” 

“Okay,” Moira replied. 

She stood up, closed the piano lid, and followed Barclay downstairs.. 

After washing her hands, Moira received the sheet music for the two songs Felix had sent her. 

It dawned on her that she had forgotten to mention this important matter earlier because she had been too preoccupied with admiring Barclay’s abs. 

As Rose served the dishes one by one, Moira glanced at Barclay across the table and said, “Oh, by the way, I’ve taken on a part–time job.” 

Upon hearing this, Barclay glanced at her, signaling her to continue. 

Moira continued, “Felix is going to hold a concert tour next month, and the first stop is here. He invited me to be the accompanist and play piano for two songs.” 

Barclay asked, “Is the pay good?” 

Thinking about the 600 thousand dollars, Moira smirked. “It’s not bad. But, I mean, 600 thousand dollars for ten minutes of piano playing? That’s easy money!” 

Then, realizing she sounded too materialistic, she added quickly, “Of course, it’s not just about the money. I want to experience the atmosphere of the concert!” 

Yes! She just wanted to participate in a concert!