Chapter 33 Hug Her
During the ride back, Cora sat in the back seat next to Byron, while Carter occupied the driver’s seat.
Cora left with Byron, but she didn’t want to have more contact with him. Even if he helped her just now, she didn’t dare to
over-interpret it.
She even wanted to sit in the passenger seat, but Carter locked the passenger door.
“I’ll get off at the subway entrance,” Cora said after the car started for a while.
However, the two men in the car didn’t respond to her as if they were deaf.
Cora got annoyed and said, “I said, stop here.”
Carter didn’t take it seriously, and he continued to drive. Byron also continued to lean on the back of the chair, closing his
eyes and resting his mind.
Seeing that no one responded to her, Cora planned to open the door directly. The speed of the car was not fast anyway.
Byron said she shouldn’t come here. Didn’t it mean that he didn’t want to see her?
Cora was afraid that she would not be able to gain a foothold in New York in the future if she offended him. Otherwise, she
wanted to beat him up.
Since she couldn’t afford to offend him, she could hide from him.

But unexpectedly, the moment Cora was about to open the door, Byron, who was closing his eyes and having a rest,
looking noble and cold, approached her immediately.
He grabbed her hand, and his other hand went around behind her and pinched her butt.
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He said, “What are you doing? Do you think I’m the driver?”
He didn’t hit her hard, but Cora felt her face burning.
She had never been beaten here since she was young, and Carter was still in the car.
She became more annoyed and wanted to break free from his grip.
But Byron held onto her hand and her waist tightly.
“Release me! I won’t open the door.” She didn’t want to be too close to him when there were other people.
“No, I don’t know if you will make any dangerous moves,” Byron said.
Cora was speechless.
She didn’t know how to refute such a rightful reason.
As Byron put his arms around her waist, he adjusted his sitting posture a little and continued to lean against the back of
the chair with his eyes closed.
He clasped Cora’s hand tightly, their fingers intertwined.
He was very close to Cora now, and his legs, perfectly wrapped in black trousers, were sticking to the legs exposed from
her skirt.
In addition to the strong visual impact, she felt that the temperature on his body was a bit scorching, which made her want
to hide involuntarily.
But as soon as she moved, Carter, who kept silent all the time, said, “Mr. Hansen has jet lag. Let him rest for a while.”
Cora was speechless.
She suspected that Carter was lying to her, but she was not sure.
Soon, the rhythmic sound of his steady breathing reached her ears, prompting her to steal a quiet glance at the man
sitting beside her.
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