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Chapter 22 – Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband Novel (Cora & Byron) Read Online Free

Posted on April 25, 2025 by admin

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She wanted to ask Byron if he liked her.

After last night’s dinner, she took a taxi back to her apartment and found that Byron had arrived ahead of her. Seeing that he was smoking in front of her apartment, she wanted to ask this question.

If he didn’t like her, why would he always come here uninvited? Why would he always stand up and help her when she was in difficulty?

However, her reason told her to stop thinking about it.

If Byron liked her, how could he pretend to be unfamiliar with her in front of others?

Cora didn’t ask that question. Instead, she said,

“Are you here to get those clothes?”

Byron didn’t answer her but blew smoke into her face, choking her to cough, and finally, she acquiesced that he was here to pick up the clothes that Carter brought here before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, Byron kissed her lips. Without giving her any chance to reject him, he had sex with her.

Now, that question came up again, and before Cora could ask it, Byron lowered his head and kissed her again, with more tenderness than last night.

Cora thought to herself. Byron should like her, right?

But he only liked her young and beautiful body.

It was fine. At least, she was being liked and needed.

Therefore, she took the initiative to hug Byron’s waist, responding to his tenderness.

In the emergency room, when Cora was writing a test list for an elderly patient who accidentally fell,

Sally came over.

“Cora, why did you leave the hospital so early yesterday? I couldn’t find you when I came back from the andrology department. I thought you went to the cardiac surgery department.”

It was only after sending a message to Cora that Sally found out she had left the hospital.

After writing the test list, Cora handed it to the patient’s family members and told them some precautions when they took the elderly to the examination. Then she told Sally about yesterday’s dinner.

“What does Jane think you are? Is it so great that the hospital belongs to her family? I would say the director of the Ministry of Health is my father!”

What a good Sally’s first impression of Jane was before, how disgusting it was now.

After Sally cursed for a while, she said,

“I’ll go and deal with her. If something happens, I’ll take the blame.”

Seeing that Sally was really trying to argue with Jane, Cora quickly grabbed her and said,

“Forget it.

The less trouble, the better. We can just stay away from her when we see her.”

The key point was that Jane was responsible for their rotating assessment. If they messed around now, they might be unable to pass the assessment.

Moreover, Jane targeted Cora because of Mia. Now that Jane had successfully messed with her, this matter should be over, and any more complications were unnecessary.

“Was Mr. Pope very angry that you went to that dinner party yesterday?”

Sally seemed to accept Cora’s persuasion but suddenly asked this question.

Sally changed the topic so quickly. Cora couldn’t keep up with her, looking confused.

“Why was he angry?”

She and Carter didn’t communicate much at all yesterday. So she didn’t know why Sally asked that.

“Then why did he make you like that?”

Sally suddenly reached out and pulled Cora’s collar away. She saw that Cora’s snow-white neck was covered with a layer of concealer, but it couldn’t hide the purple and red marks.

Cora realized what Sally was talking about and quickly pulled back the collar.

But Sally didn’t let her go.

“There are already so many marks at the place where the clothes can’t cover it. The place covered by the clothes is probably even worse. You said he wasn’t angry?”

Cora felt her face burning hot, and even her ears seemed to start to burn.

But she had to admit that, as Sally said, the places tightly wrapped in clothes were worse because someone was crazy on the bed last night.

But Cora wasn’t sure whether he was angry.

When she was at a loss, Sally’s voice came again.

“Cora, I think you can develop a romantic relationship with Mr. Pope.”

Cora had been used to being misunderstood. Now, whenever Sally mentioned Carter, she would automatically think of Byron.

Thinking of Byron, Cora shook her head and said,

“We…

will never work.”

So, what if she accepted Byron in her heart?

She didn’t think Byron would accept her.

Not to mention that she was his nephew’s ex-girlfriend. She wasn’t right for him just because of the

Lane family’s situation.

Sally said,

“Why? You’re both single. Anything is possible.

“And whenever you were in trouble, he would ask Mr. Hansen to help you. He cares about you very much.

“The most touching thing in the world is never an overly gross confession but an unexpected protection. On this point, he is one thousand times better than Eason.”

Sally’s last words made Cora’s heart flutter again.

So, when Byron sent her a WhatsApp message, saying he would come to her place in the evening,

Cora hesitated momentarily and replied: [Okay.]

At night, after returning to the LO apartment from the hospital, Cora went into the bathroom to wash off the disinfectant smell and her exhaustion. Then she flipped through books related to cardiac surgery on the couch.

However, she never turned a page but picked up her phone from time to time to check her WhatsApp message.

Cora had to admit that she had been waiting for Byron.

She waited from eight to twelve o’clock.

Looking at the clock, Cora smiled with sarcasm when the hour hand pointed to 12.

Finally, she turned off the light and went to bed.

In the Perpetual Daylight bar.

As soon as Byron arrived at the private room, several rich young men from New York rushed to greet him.

“Mr. Hansen!”

A tactful person hurriedly sent someone to bring Byron’s favorite cigarettes and light one for him.

“Where is Harry?”

Byron asked after taking a puff of the cigarette.

He had a meeting late today.

He planned to go to Cora’s apartment, but Harry said he had a good suggestion about that batch of equipment and invited him here to talk.

But Harry didn’t show up.

“Mr. Cross said he would pick someone up and be there soon,”

one of them answered hurriedly.

Byron could call Harry by his name, but they couldn’t.

Although they were all from rich families, they came in different ranks.

People like Byron and Harry were the top among the rich men in New York, and others couldn’t call them by their names casually.

“Pick someone up?”

Byron frowned slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the box door was pulled open from the outside.

Soon, Harry walked in with Jane.

They were all old acquaintances in the circle, and those people knew the relationship between Jane and Byron. So they joked when they saw Jane.

“Jane, didn’t you go abroad for further studies? When did you come back?”

“You wanted to give Mr. Hansen a surprise!”

Under their teasing, Jane smiled,

“I came back a while ago.”

As for other questions, she didn’t answer. She smiled and looked at Byron, who was smoking at the farthest end of the box.

He wore black shirt and black trousers. Jane supposed he should have come from the company.

But even so, he was more dazzling than Harry, who had gotten dressed up and made people’s hearts throb with excitement.

“Take a seat. We haven’t been together for a long time,”

Harry said to Jane, specially reserving the seat closest to Byron for her.

“Thank you, Harry.”

Holding her skirt, Jane walked to Byron and sat beside him with a smile.

Smelling the unique masculinity on his body, Jane had countless things to say.

After all, it had been more than a month since they were so close last time.

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