Chapter 545 He Made Her Cry

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do anything to you today. It's just that what you said earlier made me losecontrol.”

Byron quickly let go of Cora's hand and hurriedly grabbed his suit jacket, intending to put it onCora.

But Cora remained motionless.

"Cora, I..." Byron wanted to explain.

But before he could say anything, Cora said, "Just go."

Byron didn't want to leave, especially when Cora was in this state.

But when Cora saw that Byron wasn't leaving, she urged, "I really don't want to see you right now.Just go!"

At the end of her sentence, her voice was turned into a sob.

Byron couldn't stand hearing her sob like that.

He had originally made up his mind to stay here tonight.

But when Byron heard Cora's desperate sob, he changed his mind.

"Fine, I'll go! Don't cry!”

Byron quickly grabbed his suit jacket and walked toward the door.

Before closing the door, Byron said, "I'll be outside. If you need anything, just call me.”

Cora still remained motionless.

Byron gazed at Cora deeply before finally walking away.

After Byron left, Cora couldn't hold back her tears any longer and cried bitterly.

Four years.

Cora had been waiting for Byron for four years, and this was how he thought of her.

Cora could sense that Byron held the belief that she was fickle, willing to be with any man.

But Cora's intention was to avoid any further involvement with Byron until she had completelyended her connections with other men.

Cora cried, and she was afraid of waking Martin, so she suppressed her sobbing.

But outside the door, Byron still heard her crying.

It wasn't loud, just intermittent sobs, but each one felt like a sharp blade cutting into his heart.Byron longed to rush back into the room, embrace Cora again, and soothe all the pain in her heart.But he also worried that such recklessness would hurt Cora once more.

So that night, Byron stood outside the door smoking, anxiously waiting for dawn.

Every moment felt like a century to Byron.

Finally, when morning came, Cora opened the door and left with Martin. They looked like they wereabout to leave, both carrying bags.

Byron quickly extinguished his cigarette and approached them, asking, "Cora, how are you?"After asking, Byron felt that his question was actually unnecessary.

Cora was clearly not good.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her complexion was sad.

It was clear that Cora had cried for a long time yesterday and hadn't rested well.

"What does it have to do with you? Get out of the way,” Cora said.

Cora didn't want to see Byron at all.

If it weren't for a call from Jane just now, informing her that the cancer patients for their medicalcompetition were all arrived, and they could start diagnosis and the first round of treatment, shewouldn't have left the house.

"How can you say that? We have Martin, so you can never be unrelated to me!"

In order to form an alliance, Byron lowered his head to look at Martin.

But Martin only gave him a cold look.

Martin went to bed early last night and didn't know what had happened exactly

But when he saw Cora's swollen eyes, Martin could almost be sure that his scumbag father haddone something to make Cora cry.

Since that was the case, how could Martin be nice to Byron?

Martin not only ignored Byron but also took the initiative to hold Cora's hand and walk past himSeeing this, Byron knew that his son wouldn't support him. He could only follow them with longstrides.

"Where are you going? I'll drive you."

But even though Byron chased them downstairs, Cora still took Martin and went in a taxi.

Byron could only drive on his own and follow behind.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the First Hospital.

But to Cora's surprise, as soon as she opened the car door, she was met with a swarm of journalistspointing their cameras at her...

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