Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 51 Don't You Explain It?

Chapter 51 Don't You Explain It?

"Don't deny it to me! When I called you last night, Carter told me you had a cold and needed rest and

asked me to find you tomorrow.

"Have you got better from your cold? Seeing your appearance, you should be much better. Sure

enough, love is the panacea for healing."

Before Cora could speak, Sally continued meanly and sighed, "Oh, Carter's voice is so magnetic, like

an electric current. It reached my ear and spread over my body. That was so alluring!"

Cora was so embarrassed that she wished for the ground to open and swallow her immediately.

Just now, she saw Byron standing at the door of the bedroom. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

She didn't know how much he heard when she discussed his voice with Sally just now.

"Sally, let's talk about this later. I'll hang up." Cora hurriedly wanted to end this embarrassing situation.

"It seems like Carter is still by your side! Alright, I know you well. You always put love before friendship.

See you!" Sally joked with Cora again before hanging up the video call.

The bedroom returned to deathly silence.

When Cora was thinking about how to break the deadlock in a friendly and polite manner, Byron

suddenly asked, "Carter?"

Cora suddenly froze. Obviously, he had heard everything she had chatted with Sally just now.

After pondering for a while, Cora explained, "When Mr. Pope and I signed the wine agreement, Sally

bumped into us. She misunderstood my relationship with Mr. Pope."

"Don't you explain it to her?"

"I don't think it's necessary to explain."

The relationship between her and Carter depended on Byron.

She and Byron might break up one day. Then, this misunderstanding would not continue.

Byron's expression was indifferent, as if he had also acquiesced to this.

"Take the medicine and rest. I have a meeting later."

Cora wanted to say, "You are so busy that there is no need to stay here." But she was worried that it

would make her look self-sentimental. So she didn't say anything in the end.

On the contrary, Byron said inexplicably before leaving the bedroom, "The Hansen Group owns shares

in the First Hospital."

The implication was that he could help with Cora's suspension and criticism.

But Cora lifted the quilt and lay in it as if she didn't hear it.

Seeing that, Byron didn't say anything. He went downstairs to continue the meeting.

The sound of his footsteps went away. Cora opened her eyes again.

She knew what Byron meant.

But the rule between adults was that if the problems could be solved with money or wisdom, they would

never want to owe others a favor.

Cora had already thought of a way to break the situation, but she would not ask Byron for help or

refuse his kindness before she was sure whether that method would work.

The medicine Byron gave was effective. After a night of sleep, Cora woke up and felt her cold was

already cured.

When she went downstairs, she happened to see Carter delivering a meal from the hotel, so she took it

on her initiative.

"Mr. Pope, let's eat together."

Carter glanced at the man who was staring at the computer screen expressionlessly. "No need. I have

something else to do."

"I'll see you off."

"No, thanks."

Cora didn't know if it was her delusion. She felt that Carter's back as he walked away quickly seemed

like a lion was chasing after him.

After Carter left, she and Byron started eating breakfast.

"You seem to be very busy. So..."

Cora took a few bites of bread and said, trying to persuade Byron to leave.

After all, their relationship was not over. They didn't know each other well except for a physical

relationship. It was weird to stay together all day.

But Byron interrupted before she could finish her words. "I'm not busy. Everything has been dealt with.

Do you want me to leave?"

Cora nodded immediately.

"Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Cora didn't know how to respond for a while.

It was pretentious to say she was afraid. The hickeys he left on her body last night were so obvious.

But their relationship was not suitable.

Byron didn't wait for her to answer and said, "Don't worry. I won't do anything to you until you recover

from your cold."

Cora was speechless.

But fortunately, Byron didn't do anything to her that night, even if they were lying in the same quilt.

The following day, Byron was talking on the phone while putting on his shirt.

"Well, I'll be there in half an hour."

Cora knew he would leave soon.

After hesitating for a moment, she took the initiative to help Byron tie his tie.

Her movements seemed skillful. Byron looked at her after he finished the phone call.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Cora tied a perfect bow tie. Byron suddenly pinched her chin,

forcing her to look up at him.

Cora looked into his eyes. She lightly bit her lip. "Appreciating you."

She referred to the matter that he brought her back from the ferry.

But Byron didn't speak. He stared at her as if trying to get a clue from her face.

He was very close to her, and his unique masculine aura teased her vaguely.

Cora was afraid that being watched like this would expose her intentions, so she quickly broke free

from his hands. "Are you free at noon? I'll treat you to lunch after I finish my work."

If her method didn't work, the only way left was to ask Byron for help.

Although she wasn't sure what price Byron would charge her for helping her, she couldn't let her career

be compromised.

Byron stared at Cora, wanting to say something else.

But at this moment, his mobile phone rang again.

"You decide the time and place. Send it to me later." Byron grabbed the suit jacket on the sofa and left.

After Byron left, Cora took a deep breath, changed into a dress, and went to find Mia.