Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 248 Uncertainty

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"Why are you here?"

Byron's lanky frame blocked out most of the light in the corridor, and his side profile made Cora's heart

race. She furrowed her brows at the sight of him.

"Why can't I be here?" Byron looked at her, his figure towering over her. He even bent down slightly so

that his handsome face was closer to hers.

Because he deliberately approached her, Cora could clearly smell the scent of aftershave combined

with the aroma of tobacco that was exclusive to him.

That was the scent that she missed the most during the early days of their separation.

At that moment, the scent still could easily disrupt the rhythm of her heartbeat.

Afraid of being seen through, she quickly looked away.

Byron studied her profile but didn't move any closer. Instead, he took a step forward, intending to walk

past her and enter her apartment.

Cora sensed his intention and quickly blocked his advance.

"What exactly are you up to by coming here?"

She was afraid that if he came into her life again, the wall that she had constructed with great difficulty

would collapse instantly.

However, all Byron did was bring the things in his hands to her eye level, a look of indifference on his

face. "I remember someone said that it would be a bummer not to have some crayfish when they're

feeling down."

Cora was taken aback for a moment. She immediately recalled the times when she was scolded by

Byron for chowing down on the crayfish takeaway she ordered.

Indeed, having led a pampered life, Byron felt that crayfish were unhygienic and tried to dissuade her

from eating them.

Nonetheless, Cora retorted with various excuses at that time, claiming that having them would lift her

mood, that they were the highlight of her boring days, or that they were a feast for her to celebrate

certain occasions.

Never had she expected him to actually come to her door with crayfish to comfort her, who had just had

a breakup.

No matter how Cora thought about it, it felt a bit unbelievable.

She wasn't sure if Byron was suddenly showing courtesy just so he could sleep with her again.

Regardless of her worries, she figured she shouldn't call him out when he was being nice to her, so she

could only politely refuse. "I'm not sad."

"If you're not sad, then consider this a celebration of your return to being single."

As if not understanding her refusal, he shoved her aside and entered the room after saying that.

Right away, Byron seemed to have made himself at home. After putting down the crayfish, he went to

the kitchen to take out the cutlery and retrieved some bottled beer from the refrigerator. Cora was

spacing out a little, thinking that they were back to those days when they spent every day of their life

together.

Meanwhile, Byron opened the lid of the container that had the crayfish, uncapped two bottles of beer,

and handed one of them to Cora. "It's spicy, the kind you love the most. Are you sure you won't try it?"

Cora figured that she had nothing against crayfish and it would be a waste not to enjoy them.

So, she gave in, taking the beer that Byron handed her and sitting down opposite him.

As in the old days, Byron didn't like crayfish, nor did he like beer. Throughout Cora's feast, he didn't

touch any of the crayfish and only drank a few sips of beer.

On the contrary, Cora ate with relish.

But halfway through the meal, she didn't forget to give him a reminder. "You can go back after I finish

eating. I don't allow those who aren't single to spend the night here."

Byron tapped on the table with his long fingers. "I'm single!"

"How is that possible when you're engaged?" Cora glanced at him mockingly.

"From where did you hear news of my engagement? My engagement would've made the headlines if

that were the case."

Cora was stunned. She really read about it on the news, but all the signs pointed to him getting

engaged to Jane soon.

Seeing that Cora was deep in thought, Byron got up, walked to the cabinet under the stairs, and took

out a pink box inside.

When Cora regained her senses, she saw him counting the condoms in the box, and the corner of her

mouth twitched.