She Flash-Married To His Rival novel Chapter 239

"Is that so?"

Barclay grabbed a damp tissue, leisurely wiping his hands.

Moira felt her hand tremble beneath her as she heard his words.

"Yeah," she said with a chuckle. "Mr. Covington, you go on to work. Sometimes I just don't have much of an appetite."

Barclay looked at her for a moment. "Okay."

He didn't press further, rising from the table and leaving.

He took a couple of steps before halting, then turned back to glance at Moira, who seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Thanks for yesterday afternoon," he said.

"It's a trifle. Never mind."

She was the one who needed more help than he did.

Barclay shifted his gaze away and turned to head upstairs.

Soon enough, Moira saw him descending, his tie neatly done.

"Take care, Mr. Covington."

Moira waved her hand. Barclay gave her a brief nod before exiting.

Moments later, Moira heard the sound of a car engine outside.

She pursed her lips and turned to head upstairs to the piano room.

Felix's concert was coming up next week. Moira needed to make the most of her time, familiarizing herself with the pieces and getting them all memorized.

With such a grand concert stage, she couldn't just bring sheet music up there.

That wouldn't do at all!

However, her mind wasn't cooperating. Her eyes were on the sheet music, but her mind was elsewhere.

After the seventh mistake, Moira finally gave up.

There was no way around it. Barclay's words in her dream had too much of an impact!

Moira closed the piano lid and lay on top of it for a while, feeling a knot in her stomach. Eventually, she reached for her phone.

Juliet: [Since you like him, why not pursue him? It's a minor matter! Besides, you live together. This is a great opportunity. Why don't you seize it?]

Moira read Juliet's string of messages. [I dreamt last night that Barclay told me not to indulge in wishful thinking.]

Juliet: [It was just a dream! I dream about winning a 40-million-dollar lottery all the time. Do you see me winning it?]

Moira chuckled directly. [Yeah, that makes sense.]

Juliet became impatient. [Enough chit-chat! Go take action!]

Moira: [I don't chase after boys!]

Although she had pursued Alfie in the past, they had been childhood friends, and when she really thought about it, she didn't really pursue him much before they got together.

Moira sent this message and soon received a bunch of links from Juliet.

She quickly clicked on them, only to find a bunch of articles titled "How to Chase Boys", "How Women Chase Men", "Successful Strategies for Women Pursuing Men", "How to Pursue a Cold Guy" and so on.

Moira froze instantly.