Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 73 Shameless

Chapter 73 Shameless

Cora never expected that Byron would do such a thing to her in this cramped bathroom.

There were people passing by outside from time to time, occasionally accompanied by the sound of

their conversations.

But those people would never have guessed that a clandestine affair was unfolding in this tiny space.

"Cora?

"Are you in there, Cora?"

In the hazy state of mind, Cora heard Tyler's slightly anxious voice calling out to her.

Cora's consciousness returned, and she wanted to break free from Byron's grasp. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

But Byron didn't let go, and he lowered his voice to ask her, "Are you sure you want to see Tyler in this

state?"

Cora lowered her head and looked at her own embarrassed state alongside Byron's. She had no

choice but to give up struggling.

It wasn't because she was afraid of Tyler finding out something, but simply because she didn't want

anyone to think that she was such a loose woman.

However, in Byron's eyes, her silence was a sign of her concern for Tyler.

This feeling drove him completely out of control and made him lose his mind.

Cora also felt like she was on the verge of a breakdown. Fortunately, at that moment, she heard Tyler's

voice outside as he called Sally.

"Sally, Cora is not in the restroom. Can you see if she's near the private room? I'll check the fire escape

over there."

Accompanied by his words, Tyler's footsteps gradually faded away.

After that, Cora finally felt relieved.

At the same time, Byron's phone started ringing.

The abrupt ringtone caused both of them to visibly startle.

But Byron had no intention of answering the call. He let the phone ring and continued his intimate

actions.

Cora, unwilling to be possessed by Byron, took advantage of his distraction and retrieved the phone

from his pocket.

On the phone screen, there was only a string of mobile numbers displayed without a contact name.

But Cora had a good memory, and she instantly recognized that these numbers were the same as the

ones from that day when she mistakenly answered Jane's phone call.

"Your fiancée is calling you!"

Her eyes were filled with a drunken blush, exuding charm and allure, but deep down in her gaze, there

was only provocation.

"If your fiancée sees you shamelessly forcing another woman but refusing to meet her, what

expression do you think she would have?"

While provoking, Cora's thumb was still gesturing near the edge of the call button as if to tell Byron that

if he didn't stop violating her, she would call Jane to come and see what her fiancé was doing behind

closed doors!

But Cora never expected Byron's response to be. "Go ahead and call her. I'm curious about her

expression too!"

Cora was stunned.

Speaking of shamelessness, she is really no match for this man.

But in the end, the intimacy was interrupted.

It was because they heard Harry and Jane's conversation from outside.

"I just heard Byron's phone ringtone coming from inside this restroom."

"Jane, you must have misheard. This is the ladies' restroom."

"I didn't mishear. The sound came from inside. Let me go in and take a look."

"This..."

After all, Byron had no interest in displaying explicit scenes in front of others, so he let go of Cora in the

end, tidied up his clothes, and went out.

"Byron?"

As soon as he appeared, both Jane and Harry were slightly stunned.

"How did you get into this restroom?"

Byron indifferently passed the two of them without saying a word.

Harry frowned and wanted to say something, but he noticed that Byron had one hand in his pocket.

In addition, after Byron came out, the bathroom just now was closed from the inside again.

As men, Harry naturally understood what was going on, so he quickly defused the situation. "He must

have had too much to drink and got the wrong restroom."

"Did Byron drink too much just now? I didn't see him drink much."

Jane didn't notice the commotion in the restroom. All her attention was focused on Byron, but she had

a vague feeling that something was off.

"Jane, you may not have noticed that the alcohol content of the drink tonight is high."

Harry fooled Jane with a serious expression, and then he led her back to the private room.

When the sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away, Cora breathed a sigh of relief.

But she also knew that she wasn't in the right state to return to Tyler's dinner party. So she sent a

message to Sally, saying that she had some things to attend to and left after tidying up her sticky body.

But as soon as she returned to the entrance of her apartment building, Byron was standing by the

flower bed, smoking a cigarette.

He squinted his eyes, accompanied by the flickering cigarette in his hand. His expression was as

elusive as the ever-changing depths of the dark sea, leaving people unable to grasp or fathom.

Cora glanced at him but ignored him like a stranger, calmly entering the elevator.