Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 What's That Noise

When Cora met Byron's gaze, she felt her cheeks burning for no reason.

Others might think that Byron had just invited her to eat together, but Cora knew that he meant something else.

When he said he had slept for a whole day, he meant that he had been sleeping with Cora.

Instead of asking her to eat together, his gaze was more like a complaint. Apparently, he was hungry because she had drained all of his energy.

Byron was the one who had started it, yet now he put all the blame on her.

Cora was so annoyed that she grabbed the skewer that Jane had just brought over and took a bite as if the skewer was Byron himself!

Jane didn't mind when Cora ate the skewer she brought. She kept thinking about how Cora had taken Byron's polite words seriously.

"I wasn't thoughtful enough. Byron just returned from a business trip today, so naturally, he needs to rest well."

Jane smiled apologetically and went to pick up some skewers again.

Cora looked at Byron in surprise.

Before, when Byron said that he had just come back today, she was a little skeptical because shopping invoices could be faked.

But Jane's words dispelled the last trace of doubt in her heart.

However, Cora didn't expect that Byron was also looking at her. The moment their eyes met, she saw the man raise his eyebrows at her, as if he was laughing at her.

Cora hurriedly looked away, then grabbed the palm-sized baked oyster and ate it.

Harry was chatting with his partner. When he saw Cora eating oysters, he couldn't help but tease, "Good for you, Cora. Oysters are perfect for both men and women."

The rich young men next to him quickly echoed, "Perfect for men? Do you mean that you need to eat oysters to make you perform better in bed?"

Harry felt that it was impossible for anyone to do so. After all, human beings' physical strength had a limit.

"No. Definitely not porn. I've never heard a woman's voice like that. It was so alluring."

"I think you are just daydreaming. Aren't women all the same? How could anyone's moan be so different?" Harry, the master of relationships, talked back immediately.

"Harry, I heard it too. Really! That was definitely not a porn."

"You probably can't have sex for the whole afternoon, but others can."

Harry couldn't stand being questioned by his friends and asked, "Which room did you hear the voice from?"

"It's hard to say. It seems to be 108 or 109," The man replied.

But as soon as he said so, Jane said, "It can't be 108. That's Byron's room..."