Filed To Story: Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband Book (Cora & Byron)
Cora back into his own embrace.
“Byron, Cora is drunk. I’ll take her upstairs. You don’t have to bother.”
As Byron pulled her toward himself, Cora suddenly looked up at him and said,
“Why are you standing there like a statue? Come here and hug me!”
The commanding tone of her voice left both Byron and Tyler astonished.
But Tyler quickly regained his senses and hurriedly tried to stop Cora from doing something absurd.
“Cora, you’re drunk. That’s Byron, don’t say nonsense…”
Byron was a man who commanded others as if he were a god in the entire New York. It was always him giving orders, and Tyler couldn’t imagine someone else directing him to do something.
In Tyler’s subconscious, Byron clearly stood above everyone else. Even if there was something between him and Cora, he would never allow anyone to challenge his authority.
However, to Tyler’s surprise, before he could stop Cora, Byron actually stepped forward and lifted her into his arms.
“I thought you wanted him to come up and sit for a while.”
Byron whispered in Cora’s ear before glancing meaningfully at Tyler.
Tyler felt his body freeze.
He wished Cora would deny Byron at that moment or at least say that she had mistaken him for someone else.
But no, Cora just nestled in Byron’s embrace and even took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, resting her face against his chest, murmuring,
“I feel dizzy. I won’t cause any more trouble.”
That almost coquettish tone was practically an indirect admission of her close relationship with Byron.
At that moment, Tyler suddenly understood why Byron had been so hostile towards him at Gideon’s birthday banquet, as well as why Byron’s attitude had become so unpredictable during the trial operation of the hot spring resort.
“Byron…”
Seeing that Byron was about to leave with Cora in his arms, Tyler couldn’t help but make a sound.
Byron paused his steps, turned around, and took a glance at Tyler.
“Are you serious about Cora? Or do you just see her as a plaything for your amusement?”
Tyler’s voice was hoarse, filled with both reluctances. It was clear that he struggled to alter the outcome.
“Whether I’m serious or treating her as a plaything, what it has to do with you? On what grounds do you have the right to question me?”
Byron looked at Tyler coldly. He was shrouded in a chilling aura.
“I may not have the right to interfere, but Byron, Cora is a person, not a mere plaything. Since you know there’s no future for you and her, why do you hurt her?”
Byron didn’t respond instantly this time. Instead, he cast a glance at the woman in his arms.
She appeared to be asleep, her eyes tightly closed.
Gazing at her sleeping face for a moment, Byron finally spoke lightly,
“She initiated things with me, and she doesn’t care about the future. Then why are you getting involved?”
With those words, he carried Cora and strode toward the elevator.
Tyler stood there, looking shocked, as if struck by lightning.
He had assumed that Cora was coerced into this dangerous relationship with Byron or that she had no choice but to be with him out of desperation. But he had never imagined that Cora had deliberately provoked him.
Did Byron hold a different place in Cora’s heart?
What about him?
What did he mean to Cora?
Tyler couldn’t find the answer and decided to drown his sorrows alone in a bar.
Both men believed that only they knew about their conversation.
However, as Byron carried Cora away, her eyelashes trembled slightly…
The aftermath of a hangover was terrible. As Cora woke up, she felt her stomach burning, and everything seemed unpleasant.
Even when Byron accidentally brushed against her arm, she reacted like an irritable cat.
“Don’t touch me!”
“Your bed is so small. It’s inevitable to touch you.”
Byron was also in a bad mood in the early morning.
“Don’t you have a fianc?e? According to the news, you’re planning to get married and selecting jewelry for the wedding. Pack up your things and go sleep with your fianc?e on her huge bed.”
Thinking about the news she had seen yesterday, then Cora grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
Enough of her temper, Byron immediately rolled over to press her under him, intending to torment her.
However, Cora refused to yield.
She struggled when Byron tried to kiss her and even bit him.
It was not a light nibble but a fierce bite that tore a piece from his mouth, leaving both of them tasting blood.
Despite that, it only seemed to spur Byron on further…
When it was all over, Cora felt discomfort throughout her body.
She turned over, facing away from him.
But Byron embraced her from behind, gently nuzzling her ear.
“Still angry?”
“No. You got what you wanted, so go pack your things. I won’t accommodate someone else’s fianc?,”
Cora said in a tired tone, refusing to look at him.
Byron did get up and made rustling sounds as if he was packing his clothes.
Cora assumed he was genuinely planning to cut ties with her and return to his fianc?e.
Although it was her idea to break up, and he was only doing what she wanted, her heart felt torn apart somehow.
She didn’t even have the courage to turn around and confirm if he was really packing because tears welled up in her eyes.
But after a while of rustling, the bed behind her dipped down again.
Cora tried not to move, not wanting to show her vulnerability.
At this moment, a cold object appeared around her neck.
Lowering her head in astonishment, Cora discovered it was a ruby necklace…
“A breakup gift?”
Clutching the necklace on her neck, Cora held back her tears and half-jokingly asked.
“Humph.”
Byron ignored her almost-provoking words and took out matching earrings and a bracelet from another velvet box, proceeding to dress her with meticulous care.
Cora couldn’t quite figure out what the man was up to with all the jewelry, so she could only watch silently.
While examining the bracelet on her wrist, she couldn’t help but ask,
“Are the bracelet and that anklet made from the same ruby?”
“Yes, and they are designed by the same designer.”
Finishing adorning her with the jewelry, Byron adjusted her long hair and appraised her.
“Tsk, you look stunning with these.”
Unsure if he was just flirting, Cora felt her cheeks involuntarily flush.
She wanted to remove the earrings, saying,
“Give these to your fianc?e. I don’t want them.”
However, Byron caught her hand.
“Rubies don’t fit her. These won’t look good on her.”
Just as Cora was about to refute, he said,
“This jewelry set is unique, created by Mrs. Sheldon.
Yesterday, I went to the West Coast International Jewelry Show just to complete this set for you.”
Cora froze for a moment.
He seemed to be indirectly explaining that the media’s report was inaccurate. He hadn’t attended the jewelry show with Jane to select wedding jewelry but to get her a gift.
After some internal struggle, Cora said,
“Thank you.”
“Rather than your appreciation, I hope you wear them.”
The red gemstones perfectly accentuated her beauty.
Moreover, he wanted to leave his exclusive mark on her through these items.
“I work at the hospital. It’s inconvenient to wear these.”
Women loved jewelry, but she often had to wear gloves and other protective gear at the hospital, which the accessories could easily damage.
But Byron said,
“What about the anklet? It won’t affect your work.”
Thus, from this day onwards, the anklet was always around Cora’s ankle.
Near Christmas, most people started their holidays.
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