Chapter 42


    Chapter 42


    Bary undid his seatbelt, opened the car door, but didn’t step out. He leaned slightly towards


    Moira, his left hand resting on the steering wheel. “We’re home, Mrs. Covington,” he said, then


    helped her unbuckle her seatbelt


    Moira tensed up for a moment, catching a whiff of his cologne.


    After helping her with the seatbelt, Bary get out of the car. He went around to the trunk, grabbed


    her wheelchair, and ced it in front of the garage door


    There were three steps at the entrance to the garage. Moita had just hopped down one when


    Bary suddenly dashed over and scooped her up.


    “I can manage on my own,” Moira protested.


    Bary nced down at her, showing no signs of putting her down. “Let me help you, Mrs.


    Covington. After all, I’m your husband.”


    Bary carried Moira up to the living room on the first floor. The entire room was decorated in


    shades of silver, making it look s p a c i u s


    Bending down, Baryset her gently on the couch. As he leaned forward, the cor of his shirt


    dipped slightly, and she caught a glimpse of his big pectorals.


    “What do you want to drink?” Bary asked.


    “Anything’s fine,” Moira replied.


    Bary didn’t say anything else. He walked over to the back of the TV wall. Soon, he came back


    with a ss of juice an


    and a ss of ice water.


    He ced the juice in front of her and handed her the TV remote. “Pick whatever show you want. I


    gotta take a call, Bary said, grabbing his phone and heading outside.


    ncing at his phone, he saw it was Harvey Andrews calling. “What’s up?” he asked into the


    phone.


    Taking a sip of ice water, Bary turned back to look through the floor-to-ceiling windows at Moira


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    “Weren’t you supposed to meet us at the Rapture Club tonight?” Harvey asked.


    “Oh, I forgot. I’m not going tonight. Have fun, though,” he said, ending the call abruptly.


    Bary didn’t immediately go back inside. Instead, he shook the ss in his hand, making the ice


    cubes melt a little faster.


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    His phone started buzzing rapidly, Bary picked it up to find his four friends chatting in a


    WhatsApp group. The group was


    Bary tapped into the chat and saw Finley Ward had asked him a question. (You really not


    coming?]


    Bary replied: Got some stuff to deal with.


    Harvey, always one for gossip, immediately chimed in: (What stuff? You meeting a chick, huh?


    Heard there’s a bold ones setting you up with some hottie.]


    The mention of it made Bary’s eyes darken a bit. He scoffed and took a few seconds to think


    before sending a message. [Gotta wake up early tomorrow to take my wife to the hospital.]


    After sending that message, Bary didn’t check the group chat anymore, but everyone in the


    group was shocked.


    Harvey: What?]


    Finley: [Are you kidding?]


    Evan Davis: [Am I high or something?


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    Harvey: [Since when did Bary get married? And was he just flexing about his good rtionship


    with his wife?]


    Finley: (Bary, didn’t you say you were waiting for your true love?]


    Evan: [Are you really married?]


    Bary Finished hisst sip of ice water before heading back inside. The living room was quiet, with


    Moira not having turned on the TV.


    He sat down on the couch. “You heading home tonight?”


    Moira nced at her phone. “You rest first. I’ll arrange for someone to pick me upter.”


    “if I’m not mistaken, he should still be outside,” Bary said.


    Moira knew Bary was referring to Alfie.


    Bary grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. After pressing a few buttons, they saw the live


    feed from the front door camera.


    In the footage, a ck Mercedes was parked across the street. Through the car window, they could


    see Alfie sitting inside, smoking, Bary was right;


    Alfie hadn’t left yet.


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