Chapter 92 To Be Fully Implemented?

• They were all adults. It was certainly true that Cora knew what Byron’s words referred to. She suddenly felt a burning on her face. “Don’t talk nonsense. Carter is still ahead!” Although Carter surely knew that the relationship between Cora and Byron was not clear, she was still not used to sharing these things. But she didn’t expect that Carter, a cat's paw, would reply the moment her voice finished, “I didn’t hear anything.” Then he directly raised the baffle between the front seat and the rear seat. Cora was speechless. Then Byron put the scratched arm in front of Cora. “Tell me, what should I do?” Cora suspected that he was flirting with her, but there was no evidence. She replied in a serious manner, “I have medicine. I will put some on you later." Byron took his arm back again. “No, it’s not the first time you’ve caught me. I’ve been worse than this before.” Cora didn’t know what to say.
• This situation definitely went wild. But she couldn’t get out of this. If she didn’t speak, she couldn’t stop Byron. “Actually, it’s easy. It looks like you’ve done something. You just need to be fully implemented.” When he said this, he suddenly grabbed her hand and played with it. She didn’t know if it was because of some hidden intentions in what he said just now. Cora felt that her hand seemed to be on fire. She hastily broke free from Byron’s big palm, but the latter was persistent and quickly grabbed it again. Cora wasn’t sure if other men behaved like this when they courted, but every time Byron wanted to, it was almost like this. Cora couldn’t bear it anymore and glared at him. “Are you a beast? I was injured today!” As a result, someone just looked outside the window, where the night scene kept moving backward. He replied slowly, “It was you who invited me to play, forgot?”
• Cora was speechless. She never dared to say the word “play” again! If she said again, she is a dog! That night, Byron succeeded in the end. But he didn’t touch Cora’s wound, and the whole process was extremely gentle. After Byron came back from a business trip, he came to visit Cora every night. Although there were intimate interactions every day, he tolerated them and restrained himself. On such days, Cora’s sleep quality was much better. Her skin looked extraordinarily bright. But when Arnold came there, she panicked for a while. At that time, it was Cora, who had just finished the whole day’s work and had changed out of the doctor’s overall plan to leave the First Hospital. An old man in ruddy health blocked Cora. “I am Arnold Yoris, Jane’s grandfather.”