Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68 I Won't Be Your Side Chick

"You are right. I'm lonely."

Listening to her harsh words, Byron sized up Cora's enchanting figure inch by inch, took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, and then blew it towards Cora in one breath.

Cora didn't see it coming and coughed.

After recovering, her eyes were inexplicably red and watery.

This delicate appearance made Byron suddenly remember every time he did her hard, and his deep eyes suddenly darkened a lot.

"Tell me the price." His voice was hoarse, like a hook, trying to drag Cora into the endless abyss.

Cora was stunned for a moment and only later realized what the man meant.

It was such an insult.

But after thinking about it, except for the first night when she took the initiative, this man promised her benefits every time they did it.

Perhaps in his heart, he had long regarded her as the woman selling her body for money.

Only she was still foolishly looking forward to such a ridiculous and worthless thing as love...

Her dignity was trampled on, and her expectations turned into despair. Cora's eyes were red, but she still smiled coquettishly, looking at Byron.

"Then what kind of price can Mr. Hansen offer this time?"

Byron stared at the innocent and seductive face of the woman, feeling inexplicably agitated in his heart. He snuffed out the cigarette butt and casually threw a paper bag in.

Cora looked over and saw the paper bag lying on the ground, revealing a corner of the sack inside.

"What does this mean? Do you want to pay me with a sack? Mr. Hansen, to trample on my self-esteem, you don't even care about your dignity, do you?"

Cora had restrained her heartache, and she had wiped off the tears in her eyes. She even stepped forward to fiddle with the diamond buttons on Byron's shirt unintentionally, but her words were full of mockery.

Byron was about to laugh out of anger. He raised his hand to grab the woman's evil hand on his neckline and pulled her a little closer.

"Harry was beaten with this sack over his head last night and passed out in the toilet."

At this moment, there were only a few inches left on the lips of the two, and they could clearly smell each other's breath during their breathing.

The distance between kissing and not kissing was actually more ambiguous than kissing.