Chapter 182 Refuse to Accommodate Him
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“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 a*sumed 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.
Chapter 182 Refuse to Accommodate 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.
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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 fiancée? According to the
wedding. Pack up your things and go sleep with your fiancée 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 k*ss 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
b*dy.
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 fiancé,” 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 a*sumed he was genuinely planning to cut ties with her
and return to his fiancée.
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…