Chapter 118
When Barclay picked up the phone, Moira spoke quietly, “Should I leave?”
She had noticed that the call seemed to be from Barclay’s father.
Needless to say, he called to criticize Barclay. As the person who caused this situation, Moira felt that she should leave the room.
Barclay only glanced at her. When she was about to get up, he leaned over slightly and pressed her wrist.
He grabbed her wrist with his large palm. He did not use much strength, but when his palm was on her wrist, Moira felt a steady stream of warmth.
She subconsciously curled her fingers and wanted to pull her hand out, but the moment she moved, the strength of Barclay’s big hand increased.
Barclay tilted his head and looked at her. Moira blushed in embarrassment and stopped moving.
The empty room was very quiet. Moira was about 2 feet away from Barclay. Eric was furious while yelling on the other end of the phone. She listened to the conversation awkwardly.
Eric said, “Divorce that woman within a month!”
Barclay said, “That’s my wife.”
Eric yelled, “What kind of wife is she if your parents haven’t acknowledged her? At best, she is your mistress!”
“Then what about you and Bernice?” Barclay paused for a moment before sneering. “An adulterous couple?”
Moira secretly took a deep breath. She felt that Barclay was even meaner than her.
Eric said, “You… you insist on not divorcing that woman, right? Then leave from Sega Group!”
Barclay said, “I have to remind you that my mother has 30% of the shares of Sega Group.”
Eric said, “Then you need to step down from the position as the chairman! You and Alex, whoever marries Cynthia, I’ll give the Sega Group shares in my hands to that person!”
Barclay said, “Up to you.”
Bernice said, “Calm down, Eric. You have to watch your blood pressure. You…” Moira couldn’t hear anything after that since Barclay. ended the call.
Then, he glanced at her.
Moira felt inexplicably guilty. “I didn’t hear anything.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. What she said was a very stupid lie.
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“It doesn’t matter even if you heard it,” he said nonchalantly and released his grip on her wrist. His gaze landed on her face. “Did
you make the noodles?”
Moira heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that he really did not seem to care, she replied, “Yes.”
She thought, “Or who else would make it for you?
Barclay did not say anything else. He lowered his head and started eating his noodles.
Moira sat there. When she recalled the phone call between Barclay and his father, her heart started racing again.
There was too much information
Fortunately, she was not actually Barclay’s wife. Otherwise, she felt that she would have been under a lot of pressure.
Moira touched her chest. Barclay happened to see her actions. He asked. “Are you feeling unwell?”
She was embarrassed and her ears turned red. “”
Barclay looked at her thoughtfully “De you regret
Moira wanted to say yes, but she de notre toate looking at his eyes. She could only vaguely answer, “Not really”
“So that means you do Barclay let go of his fork and smiled faintly. However, it’s a little late for you to regret it now.”
For some reason, Moira felt like a prey that had just targeted by a predator
She said stubbornly, “I probably won’t regret it.”
Barclay said, “That would be for the best.”
Even if she did regret it, there was no way that she could run away from the situation now.
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“It doesn’t matter even if you heard it,” he said nonchalantly and released his grip on her wrist. His gaze landed on her face. “Did you make the noodles?”
Moira heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that he really did not seem to care, she replied, “Yes.”
She thought, ‘Or who else would make it for you?”
Barclay did not say anything else. He lowered his head and started eating his noodles.
Moira sat there. When she recalled the phone call between Barclay and his father, her heart started racing again.
There was too much information.
Fortunately, she was not actually Barclay’s wife. Otherwise, she felt that she would have been under a lot of pressure.
Moira touched her chest. Barclay happened to see her actions. He asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”
She was embarrassed and her ears turned red. “No.”
Barclay looked at her thoughtfully. “Do you regret it?”
Moira wanted to say yes, but she did not dare to after looking at his eyes. She could only vaguely answer, “Not really.”
“So that means you do.” Barclay let go of his fork and smiled faintly. “However, it’s a little late for you to regret it now.” For some reason, Moira felt like a prey that had just been targeted by a predator.
She said stubbornly, “I… probably won’t regret it.”
Barclay said, “That would be for the best.”
Even if she did regret it, there was no way that she could run away from the situation now.
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