Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 40 Your Girlfriend?

Chapter 40 Your Girlfriend?

When Cora heard the phone ringing, she pulled away the legs that were pressing on her stomach. She

got the phone and answered it directly, "Who is it?"

She was so sleepy that her eyes were still squinting.

"Byron?"

When Cora heard a woman's startled voice come from the other end of the phone, she woke up

instantly.

She hurriedly handed the phone to Byron and said, "Your call. I answered it accidentally."

She lowered her voice and looked a little flustered, which made Byron feel a little funny.

"What's up?" He said.

He put the phone to his ear casually, his voice as cold as ever.

At the same time, he oppressed Cora in his arms and watched her as she wanted to run away in

embarrassment.

"Byron? Is that you? Just now..." Jane said.

She checked the number just now to make sure that the number was correct.

There was a strange woman's voice just now. It seemed that she had just woken up, and her voice was

hoarse, which made Jane a little flustered.

Byron had always been estranged from her. Even though he brought her to any dinner party, he never

had any intimate behavior with her.

Jane thought that Byron was not interested in this, but now it seemed that he had given his enthusiasm

to some scheming girls.

She wanted to question Byron about who this woman was and why he would do this.

But she was worried that such questioning would make their unreliable relationship worse, so in the

end, she forcibly suppressed her doubts and jealousy. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

She said, "Are you free tonight? Let's have a meal together."

She thought since she had found Byron's relationship with another woman, he would feel guilty of her

and agree to have dinner with her to make up for her.

Unexpectedly, Byron said, "Go Carter and make an appointment."

Jane was speechless. She was his fiancée, and why would she have to make an appointment if she

wanted to have dinner with him?

But before she could question him, Byron hung up the phone.

"Your girlfriend?" Seeing that Byron put the phone aside, Cora asked casually.

Just now, she subconsciously looked at the caller ID, but there was no name on it.

Her intuition told her that the woman on the other end of the phone had an unusual relationship with

Byron.

If that woman was Byron's girlfriend, Cora thought that it was very immoral for her to sleep with Byron.

She wanted to push Byron away, but Byron held her waist tightly. He even got closer to her and looked

into her eyes.

He said, "I don't have a girlfriend."

In his eyes, there was a sincerity that Cora had never seen before, and she had those expectations

that she thought had dissipated again.

She wanted to ask Byron if he liked her.

After last night's dinner, she took a taxi back to her apartment and found that Byron had arrived ahead

of her. Seeing that he was smoking in front of her apartment, she wanted to ask this question.

If he didn't like her, why would he always come here uninvited? Why would he always stand up and

help her when she was in difficulty?

However, her reason told her to stop thinking about it.

If Byron liked her, how could he pretend to be unfamiliar with her in front of others?

Cora didn't ask that question. Instead, she said, "Are you here to get those clothes?"

Byron didn't answer her but blew smoke into her face, choking her to cough, and finally, she

acquiesced that he was here to pick up the clothes that Carter brought here before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, Byron kissed her lips. Without giving her any chance to

reject him, he had sex with her.

Now, that question came up again, and before Cora could ask it, Byron lowered his head and kissed

her again, with more tenderness than last night.

Cora thought to herself. Byron should like her, right?

But he only liked her young and beautiful body.

It was fine. At least, she was being liked and needed.

Therefore, she took the initiative to hug Byron's waist, responding to his tenderness.