NovelAppChapter 136 Moira retracted her finger that had just brushed past his lips. She felt that the touch of Barclay's lips was still on her fingertip.
She pressed her fingers against her palm and nodded at Barclay. "I've thought about it, but there's no need to trouble you matter." She had not said that to Barclay just now to ask for help.
She was not so weak that she could not retaliate at all after being bullied.
She said that because she was really angry and wanted to inform Barclay.
After all, the Covington family would most likely know about it since the matter went online.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwou for this As Mrs. Covington, she couldn't take all of this without giving a response. Moria knew what she was going to do might not look good on Barclay's behalf.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Barclay seemed disappointed. "Since you got this, I won't interfere." Moira could clearly feel that his mood had changed, but she could not tell how exactly.
She decided to not think much of it.
She asked, "If I make too much of a fuss, will it affect you?" Although they were a fake couple, she was in cahoots with Barclay. They were bound together for good or ill. Moira still had a spirit of cooperation.
Barclay said, "It won't." After receiving Barclay's reply, Moira becconfident.
Since he had already said so, she would go all out.
She was already familiar with this type of .
Moira was quite grateful to Claire. Otherwise, she might not have been able to think of a way to deal with this matter so quickly.
As they spoke, the car had already stopped. The driver, Jordan, turned around and said, "Sir, Madam, we're here." Moira was about to make a call when she heard this. She decided to hold on to that thought.
Since she was already home, she wanted to enter the house first before making that call.
As she was thinking, Barclay had already gotten out of the car.
Moira subconsciously followed him out of the car from his side. When she got out of the car, Barclay had already reached the villa's Chapter 136 entrance.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoira blinked. In the past, Barclay would always wait for her. She was not used to the fact that he didn't this time.
She thought, 'Well, I shouldn't get used to it anyway. After all, I am not the real Mrs. Covington' Moira did not think too much about it. Barclay did not have the obligation to wait for her. She could not take him being nice to her for granted.
Ms. Graham heard the sound of the car engine and waited in the living room. When she say Barclay, she was stunned for a moment and quickly called out respectfully, "Mr. Covington." Barclay's face was cold, forcing Ms. Graham to stop what she was going to say.
Fortunately, she soon saw Moira. Moira's temper was much better than Barclay's. "Madam, you're back. What would you like to eat for lunch?" Moira was thinking of calling Lenka and casually said, "Ms. Graham, just do as you see fit." Then, she was about to go upstairs.
"Mrs. Covington, did something m happen to Mr. Covington today?" Moire walked past Ms. Graham and suddenly heard this. She was stunned for a moment. "I don't think so. Ms. Graham, why do you ask?"
Ms. Graham didn't want to talk about her employer behind his back, so she could only say that when she she saw Barclay just now, she felt that his expression didn't look too good, as if he was a little angry...I just thought that if Mr. Covington is in a bad mood, I'll make sgood food to cheer him up." She didn't want to get into trouble, Moira was embarrassed. "It should be nothing. You can make whatever you want." She thought, 'Barclay is angry? Why is he angry again?'
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