Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband Chapter 35

Chapter 35 His Retribution
“Mr. Hansen…” Cora said.
Her following words were all stuck in her throat.
She didn’t resist this time and even took the initiative to respond to Byron’s kiss.
In addition to being in a much better mood because of crying, she also remembered Byron’s words when she cried last
night.
He said, “You knew you would feel uncomfortable if you went there. Why did you still go?”
Did he say that she shouldn’t be there because he felt pity for her?
Because of his unclear words, she was willing to take the initiative to have sex with him.
While it sounded a little funny, it was also her deepest desire.
Ever since the accident with the Lane family, she had never felt the slightest bit of love and pity from others. In order to
heal her mother, she even tried her best to develop herself into an invulnerable strong woman.
If it was not forced by life, who wouldn’t want to be a pampered and beloved princess?
Therefore, even if the love Byron gave her was only a flash in the pan, she wanted to firmly grasp this momentary
happiness.
Cora didn’t know that her initiative almost cost Byron’s life.
When the two of them stopped, it was already noon.
Cora was exhausted. Byron washed her body, put her pajamas on her, and put her on the sofa.
Enter title…
During the washing, some episodes happened, and it took two hours to finish it.
Because Byron was lying on the bed with his shirt last night, it became crumpled.
When he asked Carter to bring some clothes, Cora didn’t object.
However, when Carter brought the clothes, Cora was surprised.
She said, “Why do you bring so many clothes?”
There were over a dozen shirts, trousers, and suit jackets, all in black, leaving no room for choice.
Because Cora’s physical strength was exhausted, she nestled on the sofa and did not move. Her voice was soft and
weak.
Even Carter, who accidentally heard Cora’s voice, froze suddenly.
He coughed lightly and somehow understood why Byron was still entangled with Cora even though he had a fiancée.
“It’s better to prepare more,” Byron said.
Cora thought Byron brought more clothes so that he would have more choices.
After picking out, he would ask Carter to take away the rest of the clothes.
However, after Byron changed into a neat suit, he signaled Carter to leave with him together.
Carter began to report on today’s schedule very responsibly, “I postponed the morning meeting until three in the
afternoon, and the noon meal was also postponed to the evening.”
This morning, Byron didn’t show up at the Hansen Group, so Carter called him.
However, since Byron didn’t answer, and knowing that he had stayed at Cora’s home the previous night, Carter
rescheduled all the morning itineraries.
Byron was satisfied with Carter’s handling, and he said, “Invite Harry to the dinner tonight. He is also interested in this
batch of medical equipment.”
Carter said, “Okay, I will contact him later.”
Cora, who was lying on the sofa, shouted, “You didn’t take the clothes away!”
However, her words didn’t affect their dialogue and actions in the slightest.
Soon, they disappeared through the door.
Cora wanted to catch up and return the clothes to Byron, but her legs were still shaking, and she lacked the energy to do
so.
After much deliberation, she gave up and lay down on the sofa to sleep.
In the evening, she had to go to the emergency room to help, and she had to gain her energy back.
In the evening.
Wearing a white coat, Cora finished the first aid to a patient with cerebral infarction with Erik.
Sally went upstairs to the andrology department and brought them the test sheets by the way.
She said, “Cora, it seems that Mr. Pope did a good job after sending you back last night.”
“What?” Cora was confused, but Sally pulled off her collar and looked around.
“Don’t talk nonsense.” Cora quickly pulled back her collar.
Someone indeed did a good job in the morning. Although it was not Carter, Cora’s face still flushed.
“Looking at you like this, I know what I said is right,” Sally said as if she was experienced.
Cora didn’t want to continue this topic, so she could only divert Sally’s attention. “How did you go back last night?”
Sally said, “I took a taxi back by myself. I regretted it. Why didn’t I take Mr. Pope’s car last night? At that time, I was lost in
thought which woman would be so lucky to get Mr. Hansen in the future.”
Cora rubbed her nose in embarrassment.
Although she didn’t know which woman would get Byron in the future, she did get him herself last night.
Sally said, “But there was also an advantage of not leaving with you. At least, I saw Eason’s retribution…”