Chapter 303 Aren't You Afraid Of Getting Sick?

• “Mr. Hansen, shall I take you somewhere else?” Instead of immediately getting out of the car and opening the door, Carter asked Byron. The latter seemed to have noticed something and quickly looked toward the figure at the villa entrance. In the dim light, Byron squinted his eyes. Even before he could react, Cora, squatting in front of the gate, sensed something and looked up toward the car. She quickly covered the distance in a few steps and reached the car. “Byron, Carter, good evening.” She smiled at them, seemingly unaffected by the previous cold treatment. Carter didn’t respond and looked at Byron again, waiting for his final decision. After a moment of contemplation, Byron said, “No need.” With that, he pushed open the car door and got out. Seeing Byron step out of the car, Cora followed suit. “Mr. Hansen, shall I take you somewhere else?” Instead of immediately getting out of the car and opening the door, Carter asked Byron. The latter seemed to have noticed something and quickly looked toward the figure at the villa entrance. In the dim light, Byron squinted his eyes. Even before he could react, Cora, squatting in front of the gate, sensed something and looked up toward the car. She quickly covered the distance in a few steps and reached the car. “Byron, Carter, good evening.” She smiled at them, seemingly unaffected by the previous cold treatment.
• Carter didn’t respond and looked at Byron again, waiting for his final decision. After a moment of contemplation, Byron said, “No need.” With that, he pushed open the car door and got out. Seeing Byron step out of the car, Cora followed suit. Chapter 471: Aren’t You Afraid of Getting Sic? “Byron, why are you coming back so late?” Her smile was still charming and coquettish, as if they hadn’t been separated for these past years, as if everything was the same as before. Because of this, when Cora followed him into the villa, Byron didn’t reject her outright. After succeeding in entering Byron’s private territory once again, Cora couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. However, when she caught a whiff of alcohol on him, she frowned. “You shouldn’t have drunk so much. Given your past injuries, you need proper rest.” She also suggested, “How about I make you a hangover soup, just like the one I made for you a few times before?” Her words reminded Byron of their sweet past. But for all the sweetness they had, the past four years of rebuilding his life alone had been incredibly despairing. Under the influence of alcohol, he suddenly pushed Cora against the wall. “What do you really want by approaching me with pretense?” He questioned.
• “I’m not pretending. I just want you to come back to me,” Cora replied with a sweet smile. As he pushed her, Cora felt pain in her lower back, but she maintained her alluring demeanor. knew the pain Byron had endured from his injuries far surpassed hers. So she wouldn’t argue with him about it. All she wanted was for him to return to her. However, Cora didn’t expect that the man who was scowling just a moment ago would suddenly tear her clothes and aggressively come onto her. His actions were rough and forceful, as if he wanted to devour her. Knowing he was punishing her, Cora accepted it willingly. Throughout the night, they entangled passionately, pouring out their pent-up emotions, until they finally fell asleep in each other’s arms. The doorbell woke Cora up the next morning. When she got dressed and came out of the bedroom, she saw the scene of Elena and Byron having breakfast together. It seemed that Elena personally cooked today, as she was wearing an apron. She looked gentler and more feminine than before.