Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel Chapter 983

Byron's face sank instantly when Cora was slow to speak.

Cora hadn't asked that point. It was hard for him to make up his mind to ask it, and Cora was still avoiding it.

It made Byron feel as if Cora didn't care about it at all, as if anyone who touched him could.

Byron's gloom made the air inside the helicopter phantom into ice cream zapping everyone.

Carter couldn't help but wrap his shirt around him.

But then Cora smiled.

She didn't snicker but laughed openly.

Her smile was beautiful, but Byron felt more like he was mocking himself, and his mood got worse.

"What are you laughing at? You think anyone can touch me?"

Byron said, even looking out of the helicopter in chagrin.

If he hadn't heard it himself, Carter couldn't believe that the awe-inspiring Byron was so childish.

But he also knew very well that if Byron's mood didn't turn for the better today, no one would be able to have a good time.

So Carter even tried to cast a quiet look at Cora, hoping she'd coax the man into a rage.

But before he could convey his meaning to Cora, he heard Cora say, "I know you. If she did touch you, it would have been her ashes you brought tonight."

Cora finished, offering to hug Byron's arm. "What are you mad about? We should get home. Martin's going to be waiting impatiently."

Byron was still very reluctant to bother Cora, wanting to let Cora know that he could not be easily angered.

But listening to her soft voice and feeling her warmth coming from his arm, Byron felt again that it didn't matter so much.

So he quickly volunteered to put his arm around Cora's shoulders and smiled. "Okay, let's go home!"

The doctors could only advise him to get well, and everything else could start over.

But then the driver returned from dropping off Cora and handed Vaughn several prescriptions.

"Dr. Lane wrote these in the car. She said that as long as you take these pills in order, you shouldn't have any major problems. She also asked me to pass your body's various items to her every day so that she can adjust the dosage of the medicine in time."

The driver just wanted to ask for Vaughn's permission to facilitate his daily data transmission to Cora.

But Vaughn took the prescriptions and laughed sadly. "A person like me doesn't deserve you to be so kind to me."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Vaughn coughed violently several times before spewing out a mouthful of blood.

All of them panicked, desperately calling out his name.

But Vaughn slowly closed his eyes as if he didn't hear them.