Chapter 105 Like A Widower

• Cora left as Tyler followed behind, but Byron remained motionless with a stern look. Jane hurried forward. “Byron, you probably haven’t eaten anything after getting off the plane, right? I just asked the kitchen to prepare oatmeal and pastries. You can have some before going to the hot spring, or you might feel uncomfortable.” Regardless of the relationship between Byron and Cora, Jane knew she had screwed up hers today. Therefore, Jane just wanted to take this opportunity to impress Byron with her tenderness and consideration, wanting him to know who truly cared about him. Probably because Byron was indeed starving, he did not refuse Jane’s arrangement.
• Soon, in the pavilion of this hot spring, several pastries and various special snacks filled the entire table, which seemed very appetizing. However, Byron didn’t eat much. On the contrary, Harry and his friends enjoyed this feast pretty much. “Byron, is there something wrong with the project you’re negotiating?” Some of them were rather gossipy. Seeing that Byron had no appetite, they couldn’t help asking. “Byron’s project is going very well. It is said that this is the first time a domestic company has gotten a project at this price. Even my father urged me to come over and learn from Byron!” Harry bit a mummy while glancing at Byron, seeming to be teasing and helping him out. “Since it went so smoothly, why does Byron seem so unhappy?”
• Knowing that Byron wouldn’t answer their question, almost everyone turned to ask Harry. “Unhappy? That’s not enough to describe his face. He looks like…” Harry wanted to say that Byron looked like a widower. However, he knew what he could say and what he couldn’t, so he didn’t blurt it out. “So, what happened to Byron?” With more and more people asking for answers, Harry suddenly regretted what he had done. In fact, Harry had already seen that Byron was upset because Cora and Tyler went to the hot spring together. But the problem was that he couldn’t tell the truth. Otherwise, Byron would be annoyed, and so would Jane. “Harry, just spill it! You and Byron are such good friends. I’m sure he won’t mind!” “Harry, if you don’t tell us, I’ll have sufficient evidence to prove that you are fooling us around!” The longer Harry kept silent, the more curious the others became.