Seeing that tears were welling up in Cora's eyes and her eyes were turning red, Byron became even more anxious.
"What did she do?"
Since Cora hadn't said anything, the man suddenly let go of her and strode towards the direction of the club.
Seeing his expression, Cora asked, "Where are you going?"
"Kill her!"
The man's words were concise and to the point.
He had no patience for anyone who made her cry.
Cora shouted, "It's not because of her."
"Then who?" Byron asked as if he had realized something, raising an eyebrow. "Me?"
Cora remained silent.
He suddenly confirmed the answer and once again embraced her tightly. "How did I offend you? I just wanted to have a wedding with you, to let the world know that you're my wife, nothing more."
Hearing him say this, Cora choked up, "But you also have to look at my face. What if my face remains like this forever? What should we do?"
Byron was taken aback for a moment.
It was at this moment that he realized that Cora had been avoiding discussing the wedding because of the scars on her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think things through. But even if your face stays like this forever, it's the most beautiful in my eyes, incomparable to anyone else."
"You're speaking too lightly. I bet you wouldn't think the same way if you had to look at my scarred face every day!"
He was practically worshipped in New York, and when people came to attend their wedding, there would be no shortage of guests.
In the minds of those people, only someone as beautiful as a celestial being could be worthy of a man like him.
At the wedding, even if they didn't say anything to her face, there would be plenty of discussions behind her back.
At first, he probably wouldn't find anything wrong with what others were saying.
But as time went on, he would likely become annoyed, feeling that all of this was caused by her.
Besides, Sally had also told her. Men were creatures who thought with their lower bodies.
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