Chapter 484: Chapter 484

Chapter 484 On to the Next Game?

In the middle of the night, Cora put on a voluptuous gold silk dress and came to Byron’s villa.

The timing was good. When she arrived, the lights were already turned on in the villa, and people were inside.

Cora rang the doorbell, and soon Byron came to the door wearing a bathrobe.

‘Aren’t you staying with that man in the hotel? What are you doing here?”

Byron looked frivolously at her slender waist under the dress.

Cora knew this man was a little bit of saying one thing and meaning another. “No one is more important than my husband.”

Seeing that the man was still staring at her waist, she bluntly lifted his big palm and placed it on her waist.

But the man quickly withdrew his hand. “Miss Lane, I’m obsessed with cleanliness, and I don’t like to feel other people’s warmth on it.”

He was still doubting her!

“There is no other person’s warmth, only yours.”

Cora leaned forward, hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear with red lips seductively, “If you still don’t believe me...”

The man didn’t push her away this time but looked at her amorous face. “So what if I don’t believe you?”

“Then I’ll...”

Cora smiled and replaced her words with actions.

Casually, she tore off the dress.

She was furious and began to push him. “Since you don’t want me to prove my innocence, forget it.”

Unexpectedly, the man refused to let her go and kissed her at that point.

Cora struggled. “Let go. You no longer believe me, so don’t be nice to me!”

But the man didn’t seem to hear those grievances and directly blocked her mouth so that she could no longer say those words of resistance...

The man’s voice had a hoarseness unique to the early morning.

In addition, there was also the waking–up temper.

Cora could hear it but ignored it. “I have something to do. I have to leave first.”

The man checked the time on his phone.

Didn’t know what he thought of, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

“Where are you going so early? On to the next game?”

“Don’t be like that, okay? I really have something to do.”

What she had to do was rush back to take care of his son.

With his mouth, it almost extinguished her enthusiasm.

Maybe because her talking drove away his drowsiness, Byron got up too.

Then the two of them put on their own clothes, and there was no communication during the whole process.

When Cora finished dressing and was about to leave, the man suddenly said, “Come again at night?”