Chapter 41
After getting slapped by Moira, Alfie was stunned for a long while, not snapping out of it until Barclay’s car disappeared around the corner. He quickly turned and got back into his own car.
‘I’ve known Moira for twelve years, and she never mentioned knowing Barclay. Aiken has never crossed paths with Barclay. I don’t lieve Barclay and Moira are really in love. There must be another reason for their sudden marriage!” he thought.
Barclay hadn’t been driving for long before he got caught at a red light. He glanced in the rearview mirror, his eyes immediately turning sharp. The green light soon appeared, and he continued driving forward. Ten minutes later, he stopped again.
“Mrs. Covington,” Barclay called out
Moira was pretending to snooze, too embarrassed to face Barclay after what went down with his Adam’s apple. Even though Barclay didn’t blame her, Moira still felt mortified.
Hearing him call her, Moira’s heart jumped. She slowly cracked open her eyes, acting like she just woke up. “You calling for me?”
Barclay looked at her. “Feeling tired?”
Moira felt like Barclay could see through her act and started feeling a bit guilty. She instinctively straightened up, like a kid facing an angry parent. “Not really. Just wanted to catch a few Z’s.” She quickly changed the subject. “What’s up? Got some work stuff you need to take care of?”
Moira heard a faint clicking sound and glanced towards the source, noticing Barclay’s index and middle fingers casually tapping the steering wheel.
“Nah.” he raised his hand and pointed towards the side mirror next to her window. “Looks like we won’t be able to grab a bite.”
Moira followed his gesture. At first, she hadn’t noticed due to the traffic, but soon she spotted Alfie’s car.
Moira got Barclay’s drift. She bit her lip. “Can I come over to your place now?”
“Sure thing. After all, it’s your home too.”
He glanced at the red light ahead and revved up the car again. Alfie kept tailing them, and to avoid blowing their cover, Moira had no choice but to actually go to Barclay’s house.
Moira wasn’t surprised by Alfie’s persistence. They’d known each other for twelve years and understood each other well. If it weren’t for Claire, Moiral might still be in love with Alfie.
Lost in thought, Moira suddenly realized the car had slowed down. She looked ahead, seeing they had arrived at Barclay’s house.
The electronic gate sensed Barclay’s car and slowly opened. Lights illuminated the yard, and Moira could vaguely make out the beautiful garden, but couldn’t see it clearly.
Watching the car drive into the garage, Moira felt incredibly nervous. She hadn’t expected to actually enter Barclay’s house.