Chapter 150 Longing

• A few minutes later, Carter brought Cora to Byron’s office. Byron was busy working, and except for a brief glance when they entered, his eyes remained focused on the computer screen while his nimble fingers danced across the keyboard. “Miss Lane, would you like coffee or tea?” Carter glanced at Byron and asked Cora. “Tea, thank you, Carter,” Cora replied. Carter nodded and left the office sensibly, leaving the two of them with privacy to talk. Cora stood not far away, observing the busy man. The office was heated, and Byron wore a black shirt and pants that perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His concentrated look was also captivating, exuding an aura of a mature man that could make a woman’s heart flutter. After not seeing him for a few days, Cora hadn’t expected to feel somewhat absent-minded in his presence. Only when a male voice brought her back did she regain her senses. “What do you need?” Once Cora snapped back to reality, she couldn’t help but frown.
• The man’s tone was colder than before. Even his gaze lacked the usual gentleness. But Cora attributed it to being too busy, unable to switch back from the attitude he had towards others. So she approached him, lightly touched his shoulder, and even leaned in to peck his cheek, saying, “Why haven’t you come to see me for such a long time?” Her actions were full of coquettishness and flattery. Her words sounded like the complaints and grievances of a woman in love. For a moment, Byron’s fingers froze on the keyboard, and a trace of daze flickered in his dark eyes. “Is it because you’re too busy? Or do you think that I’m too proud and unapproachable? I can change, you know.” During this time, she had indeed thought that if Byron continued to ignore her, she would also stop paying attention to him. And in the future, she would always keep her distance from him.
• However, after Byron had disappeared for several days, Cora couldn’t stop missing him day and night. In the end, she had to give in. Even if he didn’t want to be with her, she was dying for even the slightest hint of his mercy. So, even though these thoughts seemed like complaints and grievances, they also conveyed her helplessness and compromise. Byron felt the soft and delicate arm resting on his shoulder, sensed the fragrance lingering from her baby, and even replayed their painful moments in bed from the past. Especially after not being intimate with her for several days, she still tempted him like this. He was truly going crazy and could barely restrain himself, wanting to pin her down on the office desk. However, just as he was about to lose control, Carter knocked and entered the room. Seeing them in such an intimate pose, a hint of surprise flashed across Carter’s poker face. But soon, he reverted back to his indifferent expression. “Miss Lane, here’s your tea!” “Thank you.” Cora hurriedly let go of Byron and went to take the tea.