Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel 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 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?"