She Flash-Married To His Rival

Chapter 162

Going to the washroom together with someone was something only elementary school students would do.

Moira sat in the car, still feeling awkward.

The lights outside the car window were beautiful, and they shone on Moira and then on Barclay's side face. Every time the light and shadow stopped, Barclay's angular face looked more charming.

Moira couldn't help but say, "It's a pity that this face doesn't appear on the big screen in the movie theater."

The car was originally silent. Moira's voice suddenly sounded and broke the silence.

It happened to be a red light in front. When the car stopped, even the focused driver could not stop himself from looking at the rearview mirror.

Barclay, who closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes. He turned his head and looked straight at Moira.

Moira could not say anything for a moment.

She didn't want her mouth anymore!

However, it was so good-looking, and it would be a pity not to want it.

Moira's scalp was numb, and she felt her cheeks burning. Not daring to look up at Barclay, she lowered her head and looked at the jujube-sized diamond on her chest.

"Do you like the necklace?"

A deep male voice was heard. Moira subconsciously raised her head and met Barclay's eyes. She then glanced at the necklace and nodded. "Yes, I like it."

Who wouldn't like a necklace worth more than 80 million dollars?

"Okay," Barclay replied casually.

"Is the necklace more good-looking, or am I?"

Moira thought, 'Sure enough, Mr. Covington won't let anyone off easily.'

She considered her answer. "Mr. Covington, how can you compare yourself to a necklace? If I had to choose, I think I would choose you. After all, your facial features and temperament are so superior."

Everyone liked flattery.

Barclay looked at Moira thoughtfully for two seconds. "I'll choose Mrs. Covington too."

"Thank you."

In Moira's opinion, she was not comparable to the necklace worth more than 80 million dollars at all.

Silence returned to the car. The green light lit up, and the car moved forward on its way.

Soon, it arrived at the hotel.

The driver drove directly to the entrance of the hotel. As soon as the car stopped, the doorman came to open the door tactfully.

Before getting out of the car, Moira saw a large red carpet and several guests who were all dressed up.

No wonder Barclay gave her an 80-million-dollar necklace. It seemed that the banquet was not simple.

Barclay had gotten out of the car, and Moira collected her thoughts. She placed her hand on his palm and also got out of the car.

The palm was warm. Moira's fingers only touched it for a moment, yet the warmth lingered for a long time.

Moira felt her ears burning. She held Barclay's arm and followed him leisurely toward the banquet hall.

The banquet started at eight o'clock. They only came over after dinner and were a little late. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

However, with Barclay's identity, even if he was late, no one would dare to say anything.

Barclay was dressed in a white suit, his aura noble and cold. The moment he and Moira entered the banquet hall, they attracted much attention.

It was the first time they had appeared in public after their wedding. One was wearing a white dress and the other was wearing a white suit. A proper couple outfit made many rich young ladies envious.

What kind of person was Barclay?

Usually, even if people called him "Mr. Covington" respectfully, he might not even be willing to give them a look.

Such a high and mighty person had been conquered by Moira and even did something as childish as wearing a couple's outfit. Who wouldn't be envious of Moira?

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Is Moira wearing 'Ethereal'?"