Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 617

Chapter 617 Time to Quit Smoking

"There is no next time in a car! Stop daydreaming!"

Even though they weren't on a video call, Cora pictured him leaning against the car yesterday,smoking, with a cold and maddeningly attractive demeanor.

"Not in a car? Then how about the bedroom or the living room? I won't mind the balcony either!”Perhaps because they couldn't see each other, the man on the other end of the phone becameincreasingly nonsensical.

Cora was annoyed. "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't talk to you anymore."

Through the phone, Byron chuckled, "Okay. Come downstairs then, can you?"

Cora opened the curtain and saw that he was indeed standing by the car downstairs, smoking, justlike last night.

As if in sync, he also looked up, and their eyes met.

Even though they were distant from each other, it felt like pink bubbles were floating in the air.

"You should leave there. I won't come downstairs.” Cora didn't want a repeat of what happened lastnight.

She hadn't agreed to start over with him, so they shouldn't act like they were already back to beingtogether.

But Byron was adamant. "I want to see you. If you don't come down, I won't leave.”

It had been over ten hours since their intimacy last night.

In these hours, not a moment passed without him thinking of her.

This longing was even stronger than during the period they were in passionate love with each other.He felt like his blood was boiling inside, making him restless.

Only her presence acted as an antidote.

Cora didn't respond and hung up the phone.

She wanted to make it clear that she wouldn't indulge him.

However, for the next hour or so, she couldn't stop herself from peeking through the curtains to seeif the man downstairs had left.

And every time she looked, she found him still there, smoking and occasionally glancing up at her."He smokes too much! Isn't he afraid of death?" Cora muttered, annoyed.

"Why is he still there?" She grumbled.

Finally, unable to resist, she went downstairs to replace him.

As Byron saw her approaching, a bright smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Coral"

He promptly put out his cigarette and strode over to embrace her.

The force of his hug made her feel like he was trying to absorb her into his body.

He buried his head in her neck, greedily inhaling her scent.

The restlessness from before seemed to dissipate, yet somewhere inside still felt hollow.

"Don't stand here smoking. Go back," Cora said, a bit dazed by his embrace.

"No. Here is my home, wherever you and Martin are," he declared.

Then, he kissed her.

Immersed in the kiss, Cora found herself being led into the car again.

However, compared to the previous night, he was much gentler today, but they still went on for thewhole night.

By the time dawn arrived and they were dressing up, Cora once again caught a strong smell ofsmoke coming from him, wrinkling her brows.

"You should quit smoking!"

"Why? Are we preparing for a baby?"

He suddenly laughed, a hint of wickedness in his smile.

The doctor in charge of his rehabilitation was also a heavy smoker, but when the doctor and his wifestarted planning to have a baby, he quit smoking.

Byron remembered that during that time, the doctor looked tortured whenever he saw Byronsmoking, complaining about how difficult quitting was.

Byron ended up firing that doctor, claiming he was too noisy.

But now, he thought he should have been envious of that doctor.

Afraid of becoming too envious, of thinking of Cora and the child they never had, he fired him.Now, he was relieved. Cora was right beside him, and their child, Martin, came into the world safely.He finally understood himself better.

But before he could finish his thoughts, Cora punched him. "You jerk! You didn't use condoms eithertime and now you dare to talk like that!"