Snatched A Billionaire To Be My Husband by Shabi's pen

Chapter 906 He Left the House

After having consumed a fair amount of alcohol, Byron returned home and immediately embraced Cora, desiring to k*ss her.

As Byron watched the wedding of Georgia and Efren tonight, he couldn’t help but think that if Jane, that foolish woman, hadn’t caused so much trouble, today would be the day to celebrate the marriage of Cora and him.

Certain thoughts came to his mind, prompting his desire to be close to Cora.

However, Cora consistently pushed him away, and ultimately managed to break free from his grasp.

“Don’t touch me!” Cora’s voice suddenly grew colder.

“Cora, I don’t want you to do anything to me. I just wanted to be close to you for a moment. We haven’t been intimate in a long time.”

Seeing Cora’s strong resistance, Byron explained with a sense of sadness.

He knew Cora had recently undergone a miscarriage, so there were certain activities she shouldn’t engage in. However, holding hands or embracing within the confines of a marital relationship should still have been acceptable.

Chapter 906 He Left the House

resist Byron as much in the presence of others, but in private, she wouldn’t let him even lay a finger

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becoming increasingly frustrated as he couldn’t recall the last time

that you’re unhappy about regarding our relationship? Just tell me, I will definitely work on

of Cora, lowering his voice and

shook her head with a bewildered expression, as

response, Byron attempted to grab

promptly evaded his grasp, leaving Byron grasping

he let it linger awkwardly

palpable silence enveloped them, momentarily rendering them

voice, his tone husky and restrained. “Cora, is it because I couldn’t save you and the baby in time last time? Is that why you’re

her head, She remained perplexed about the

upon witnessing the porplexed expression on Byron’s face, he proceeded to explain. “I wanted to save you too. These past few days, I have been regretting not dispatching additional personnel to accompany you. I have also been reproaching myself for not

seems as though these regrets hold little significance. At this moment, the only thing within my power is to remain steadfastly

aware of the sentiments Byron

her injury, Byron essentially worked from home, rarely straying from her

he would engage in remote

could perceive Byron’s

couldn’t fathom why she had abruptly developed a reluctance to

I implore you. Please cease resisting my proximity.” Byron’s voice grew unusually