Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 197

Chapter 197 You Want to Get Married?

In the car speeding towards the apartment, Byron and Cora were silent.

Cora was especially silent. Even though she told Tyler about her deep love for Byron just now, they

were like strangers now in the car, and their eyes didn't even meet.

She felt that Byron still defended his fiancée in dealing with the plagiarism, making her feel that her

affection for him was wasted.

And what about Byron?

He kept thinking Cora came to Tyler's home on Christmas Eve and Tyler's undisguised affection for

Cora when he sent her to the door.

Thinking that Cora was talking and laughing with him just now as if nothing happened, his rage was

about to burn himself.

And this woman didn't even say a word of explanation and looked sullen as if he owed her hundreds of

millions of dollars.

Byron thought about driving this woman out of the car countless times. Out of sight, out of mind.

But in the end, he didn't drive her out of the car and could only suppress his anger and ask her, "Why

are you talking so happily with Tyler?"

"We were talking about marriage. He said that I must look good in a wedding dress." Cora wasn't sure

if she was lying, but she wanted to see if Byron would consider marrying her.

"Oh, you two want to get married?" The man held the steering wheel with one hand, and his voice was

as cold as the wind pouring in from the car window, which made people shrink their necks.

"Why not? We are unmarried! We can even have a baby, let alone get married." Cora seemed to be Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

looking at the scenery outside the car window, but she was actually looking at Byron in the rearview

mirror.

"Didn't you say you would have a baby with me before? Now you want to do it with someone else so

soon?"

Byron's voice was as cold as ever, but his long fingers holding the steering wheel were pale for being

pressed.

"It doesn't matter to me who I'm going to have a baby with. But, of course, I have to choose someone

who will end up with me. I can't have children with those who didn't trust and protect me. It's not worth

it."

She felt disgusted as long as she recalled that he didn't defend her and looked on at her trouble with

indifference in the afternoon.

Weren't all the men the same when having sex? Why couldn't she choose another man?

"I don't protect you?"

Byron found the point.

"If you want to protect me, why didn't you defend me when those old men questioned me?"

Cora was angry when she thought about it.

As a result, the man directly unlocked the phone, threw it on her lap, and continued to control the

steering wheel with one hand.

When Cora picked up his phone and looked back at him in puzzlement, he looked aside, only leaving

her a cold and arrogant profile.

In the end, Cora had to find the answer by herself from the news displayed on the phone screen.

"You withdrew your sponsorship for the woodcarving competition?"

That's right. The news from an APP just now read: [The Hansen Group questioned the result of this

woodcarving competition, decided to withdraw the previous sponsorship, and investigate and affix the

responsibility for the negative impact on the Hansen Group's image caused by the unfairness of the

woodcarving competition.]

When Cora looked at the news, she smiled.

She only knew that the cold wind on Christmas Eve felt softer this time.

"Are you supposed to say something to me now?" The man noticed she smiled through the rearview

mirror, and his tone became slightly lighter.

"What do you want me to say?" Cora asked. She was also quite mean sometimes because she just

didn't want to please Byron sometimes.

"Like you want to have a baby with me."

Cora was speechless.

She was not yet Byron's opponent when it came to being cheeky.

But maybe because of what the man said, when he sent her back to the apartment, she couldn't help

hugging him. "Don't go! Stay tonight, okay?"

Byron froze for a moment before saying, "I won't leave if you agree to have a baby with me."

"Ok!" Cora kissed Byron first. It could be said that she tried her best to make him stay on Christmas

Eve.

Later, Byron really stayed, even though his family kept calling him...