She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Moira had the maid bring the wheelchair downstairs. She carefully descended one step at a time, holding onto the railing. Her legs were almost healed, but the doctor advised her to take it easy to recover faster.

Once downstairs, Moira settled back into the wheelchair, Aiken pushed her out of the villa. Seeing Moira, Alfie finally stopped shout

He’d been yelling downstairs for almost ten minutes, and his throat was starting to hurt. “Moira..” his voice was a bit h o ars e

Since the wedding, Alfie hadn’t touched Moira. When they were together, he wasn’t big on physical contact. They’d been together for over two years, but they rarely kissed. Sometimes, if they hadn’t seen each other in a while, they might hug. He used to be okay with that, but now that their relationship was in trouble, he suddenly missed Moira’s touch. He reached out to hug her.”

But before his hands could touch her, Alken forcefully pushed him away. Moira maneuvered the wheelchair backward.

“Mr. Jimenez…” Alfie blushed seeing Aiken’s angry expression.

Aiken glared at him. “You can talk to her, but don’t touch her.” With that, he shot Alfie a fierce look and then turned to walk back into the villa, heading to the pond to feed the fish.

Alfie hadn’t really looked at Moira in a long time. Under the dim night light, he gazed at Moira in the wheelchair, He had a lot he wanted to say, but he didn’t know where to start. “Moira, your leg still bothering you?”

Moira wasn’t in the mood for small talk. “What do you want?” She tilted her head slightly, her eyes icy, her voice even colder.

Alfie felt a lump in his throat, like he wanted to cry. “Moira, I know I messed up. I know I did a lot of wrong things in the past. I’ll cut off all contact with Claire from now on! Can’t we give it another shot?”

Hearing this, Moira chuckled. “Don’t make me laugh! I don’t want to cheat on my husband. Have you forgotten I’m married to Barclay now?”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Alfie palled, but quickly regained his composure. “I know you’re just trying to make me mad, right? I really realize I messed up this time. Moira, we’ve loved each other for so many years, you can’t just move on so quickly!”

Alfie and Moira had known each other since they were kids, for twelve years now. Alfie couldn’t believe Moira had moved on in just a month.

“If you want to deny reality, go ahead. But Barclay and I are really married. We have the marriage certificate to prove it.” Moira paused. She looked at Alfie, a cold smirk on her lips, and said loudly and clearly, “And I really don’t love you anymore!”

Alfie felt like he’d been hit with a sledgehammer, His body started to sway, like he might pass out. He looked at Moira’s cold smile, then his expression turned dark. “I don’t believe you! You can’t fool me! You’ve loved me all these years. And if you’re really married to Barclay, why are you still living here? Don’t try to trick me, Moira!

“I know you’re trying to get back at me! It’s okay, I deserve it. But Moira, if you keep up with this charade, that’s just too much. Get a divorce from Barclay quickly, and then we’ll get married again. I’ll give you a wedding even bigger and fancier than before!

“Moira, please don’t be mad anymore, okay?”

Alfie crouched in front of her, wanting to touch her cheek, like before. But to his surprise, Moira turned her head away from his hand, and his thumb brushed against her hair.