Chapter 105
Snatched A Billionaire To Be My Husband by Shabi's pen
Chapter 105 Investigation âSo you are angry because of my rejection? Are you going to cut off contact with me?â
Byron finally figured out the whole thing, and suddenly his hostility towards Carter was not so great.
Cora was speechless.
It was true, and she could not deny it.
But even if she didnât respond clearly, Byron still sneered. âI was really busy last night. Do you think I rejected you on purpose?â
It was okay if he didnât say anything, but the more he talked, the more Cora was annoyed.
When looking out of the car window, she happened to see that Byronâs car was parked near her apartment, so she simply opened the door and got off the car.
She didnât expect that Byron also opened the door and followed, still holding his clothes.
âWhat are you following me for?â
Cora felt a bit irritated in early summer.
âDidnât you invite me to your home to play? Iâm here by invitation.â
The man was tall and had long legs, and he walked leisurely beside her.
It was just that when the word âplayâ was mentioned, Cora caught a glimpse of his jawline tightening slightly, and the halfsmile on his face was even more vicious.
âThat was yesterday. I didnât intend to invite you today. You can go now.â
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Cora was almost hysterical.
She couldnât stand this man who was obviously laughing at her but still looked serious.
But facing her hysteria, Byron didnât even look at her. He just said, âIâm afraid that if I leave now, someone will think that I wonât accompany her and get angry and decide to break up with me unilaterally.â
Later, Byron even arrived at the apartment earlier than Cora.
Fortunately, Cora didnât delete his fingerprints this time, and he opened the door easily.
After Cora followed through the door, he was like a beast ambushing in the dark, trapping Cora in his arms.
âWhat did you want to play with me yesterday? Iâll have fun with you today!â
The bridge of Byronâs pretty nose rubbed against Coraâs neck, and his voice was obviously a little hoarse than before.
âI donât want to do anything today.â Cora blushed.
Byron must have done it on purpose, insisting on teasing her with the word âplayâ over and over again.
âYou canât say you donât want. We must have fun today to make sure you are not angry anymore.â
Byron didnât take no for an answer. And the two of them indeed enjoyed that night.
Early the next morning, Byron was woken up by a phone call.
Cora was still curled up in bed at that time, with a posture of being extremely impatient with the phone call.
The two didnât sleep until dawn last night. Now she urgently needed to catch up on sleep, so she would have the energy to return to work in the hospital.
Perhaps considering this, Byron took his phone and went to the balcony to answer the call.
The call was from Carter.
âWhatâs the matter so early in the morning?â
Byronâs voice carried the displeasure of being disturbed in the early morning.
But Carterâs voice was as calm as ever. âThere is something wrong. Mr. Yoris is investigating Miss Lane.â
âMr. Yoris?â Byron narrowed his eagle-like eyes immediately. âWhich Mr. Yoris?â
âMr. William Yoris.â
At Janeâs birthday party before, Byron noticed that William had a different focus on Cora, so he told Carter to keep an eye on him.
As expected, he really noticed something wrong, and William asked someone to investigate Cora.
That was why Carter reported to Byron immediately after learning about it.
Then he asked again, âDo you need someone to intercept what he investigated?â
âJust keep an eye on him first, donât act rashly.â After Byron said these words, he ended the call.
He smoked a cigarette on the balcony, and until the cigarette burned out, he still couldnât figure out why William, who was old and always strict, suddenly took aim at Cora.
When he stubbed out his cigarette butt and entered the room, Cora was already washing her face in the bathroom.
âDonât you want to sleep more?â
âNo, itâs time to go to work.â
Cora glared at Byron through the mirror, but in his eyes, she looked like she was pouting because of his bad behavior last night.
âThereâs a question you havenât answered for me.â
Byronâs sudden seriousness made Cora unconsciously turn to face him.
Taking advantage of Coraâs turning around, Byron stepped to her a little closer, imprisoned her between his hug and the sink, and asked condescendingly, âWhy did Mr. William Yoris look for you that day?â
From Byronâs point of view, the reason William investigated Cora was probably the same as the reason he found her at Janeâs birthday party that day.
This question caused them to break up badly before, and Cora obviously didnât like to be mentioned again, so her eyes turned cold immediately.
Byron didnât know whether it was because he helped her this time or for other reasons. She didnât confront him head-on like last time. Instead, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and said with an inscrutable expression, âThis part canât be told in detail...â