Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 44

Chapter 44 His Arrival

Cora lay on the bed for a long time, conjuring up images of her father's funeral, her mother lying inthe intensive care unit

with burns, and her brother's arrest.

That scene suffocated her feel almost out of breath. Finally, her mind was completely exhaustedfrom thinking about

things. She was drifting off when she felt someone lift her quilt and touch her waist from behind.She woke up immediately and quickly turned over to avoid the person behind her.

"Who is it?” As Cora stepped back, she grabbed her phone, intending to call the police.

But at this moment, the black figure grabbed her ankle and pulled her into his arms

Cora tried to fight back, but the man seemed to know her tricks. He was unharmed and even heldher ankle firmly.

Unable to break free, Cora bit the man’s shoulder.

At this time, a familiar male voice reached her ear.

“It's me.”

Cora froze.

She naturally recognized the male voice as cold and stern as a rock. It was Byron.

She hurriedly let go and turned on the bedside lamp.

Byron's chiseled and charming facial features became clear as the warm yellow light illuminated theroom.

He wore black shirt and trousers, looking at her with a half-smile.

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Cora didn't know if it was because of the light, but there was a little more tenderness in those deepand unpredictable

eyes than usual.

“Are you that timid?” He asked.

“Things like women living alone are murdered happen from time to time, so it's always right to takeprecautions.”

She used to live either at home or in a school dormitory and never lived alone.

She still remembered she almost stayed up all night the first day she moved into the LO apartment.Even now, if she heard something, she would wake up immediately.

Only during the few nights that Byron was here could she sleep peacefully until dawn.

This might also be the main reason why she compromised several times to let Byron stay overnightand wanted to try to

develop a romantic relationship with Byron, as Sally suggested.

Cora truly hoped that she could have someone to accompany her, even without the purpose ofuniting in matrimony.

"Are you a dog?”

Cora looked up and saw Byron pull off his collar, revealing the bruise she had just bitten.

“I didn't know it was you.”

Feeling guilty after biting his noble b*dy, Cora quickly changed the topic.

"How did you get in here?”

“When I saw your access card in the morning, I took my fingerprints,” he said calmly, as if it was amatter of course.

Cora was annoyed. After all, this was her home. He should have asked her permission before hetook his fingerprints.

But Byron lay down and urged her, “Won't you sleep? Do you want to be late tomorrow?”

Cora didn't want to be late for work, and now there were only more than six hours left before work.She could only

hurriedly turn off the lights and go to sleep, planning to talk about the fingerprints mattertomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Byron suddenly approached her from behind and k*ssed the back of her neck.

“No.” Cora instinctively wanted to refuse. She agreed to let him come, not to let him do somethingto her.

"Just once.” Byron's voice was already ho rse.

Cora didn't know if it was because Byron's pleading voice was too charming or if she didn't want tosleep as soon as

possible. She let him do what he wanted in the end.

The next day, Cora had just changed into the white gown in the office when Sally came to her. Shehanded Cora a bottle

of milk and then poked the collar sl*pping off. “It was quite wild last night, huh?”

Cora quickly pulled back her collar, pretending to be calm. “No.”

“No? Then what's the matter with your swollen eyes?”

Cora was slightly embarrassed.

Last night, she couldn't resist Byron's pleading and had S** with him as he wished.

As a result, he kept her awake all night.

As certain images crossed her mind, her face grew increasingly flushed.

Fortunately, Sally didn't get to the bottom of it. “Drink the milk, and I'll go and see if anyone in theemergency room needs

help.”

Unexpectedly, just as Sally left, a nurse hurriedly opened the door and came in. “Cora, Dr. Cohenasked me to tell you

that Mia is in your mother's ward.”

The bottle of milk Cora had just fallen to the ground, the milk splashing all over the floor.

She couldn't care about it and rushed to the sterile ward