Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Moira couldn’t believe Alfio would still say such things at this point. ‘He still thinks sweet talk will fix everything between us, doesn’t he? she thought. ‘I remember how gentle he used to be, but it seems like he’s changed. I’ve noticed it for a while, but I just couldn’t accept it!
She lowered her gaze, looking at her phone, and dialed Barclay’s number. She felt so angry and disappointed right now, she just whted Barclay to come and take her away immediately. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
After about five or six seconds, Barclay answered the phone. “Mrs. Covington?”
Hearing Barclay’s cool casual voice, Moira squeezed her phone even harder. “Hubby, I’m done with dinner. Can you come over to pick me up?”
“Hubby?” Barclay, who was leaning against the car, suddenly stood up. He undid the top button of his collar, feeling a bit hot, and then undid the second button, revealing his charming collarbones.
Barclay’s voice on the phone seemed to have a kind of magic, making Moira feel like he was right there in front of her. She could almost feel his breath as he spoke.
She softly replied, “Yeah,” and then glanced at Alfie. “It’s getting late. I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. Come pick me up.”
“Alright. Barclay nodded.
Moira hung up the phone and gave Alfie a cold look. “If you want, you can wait with me until my husband comes to pick me up.” With that, Moira wheeled herself back into the villa.
Aiken hurried over. With Allie present, he couldn’t say much, so he just gestured to Thomas to quickly close the door. Thomas caught the signal and promptly went to shut the gate.
Allie stood at the door, his mind filled with the image of Moira calling Barclay “Hubby” on the phone
Once inside the villa, Aiken finally spoke up. “Moira, did you really call Barclay to come pick you up? Are you not staying here tonight?”
Alfie’s words angered Moira, so she called Barclay. “Dad, I was just lying to Alfie. When Barclay comes, I’ll have him drive me around for a bit before coming back, I’m not moving out tonight.”
She’d known Alfie for so many years and understood him well. If she didn’t have Barclay come tonight, Alfie would likely stand outside their villa all night, which Moira didn’t care about, but she worried about neighbors seeing Alfie or someone taking pictures, spreading rumors.
She felt that only by calling Barclay would Allie leave quickly. Moira hoped that after today, Alfie would never come to disturb her and her dad’s life again.
Aiken understood Moira’s intentions too. He looked at Moira, now all grown up, and felt a pang of emotion. Moira might have been gentle, but she was never weak. She was always firm and decisive. His eyes welled up with tears. “No matter what, Moira, I believe you’ll make the right choice!