After Carter left with Nicholas, Byron once again made sure that Cora had no injuries before asking her, "Why didn't you call and ask me to come back?"
As long as she called him, no matter how urgent his things were, he would rush back as soon as possible.
She didn't need to deal with a scumbag like Nicholas by herself.
"This kind of thing couldn't be explained clearly on the phone, and you had to deal with something difficult. I could handle it myself."
"But it was dangerous. You should at least let me know."
Byron knew that Cora was worried about disturbing what he was doing.
But to him, nothing in this world was more important than her.
"Anyway, you could see it when you came back. There was no need to call you."
Of course, Cora was scared.
However, her fear was dispelled by Byron's appearance.
In his arms, she fell asleep again.
"By the way, I didn't exert my strength just now. His arms and feet were dislocated. You can put them back, and he will be fine. No one will see any injuries."
Nicholas was Byron's cousin, so Cora didn't hurt him badly.
Byron didn't know what to say about Cora.
Sometimes she was so sensible that he felt sorry.
Byron saw Cora's sleepy eyes, and his heart softened.
"I see. You can go to bed. I'll go deal with him."
Byron picked Cora up and put her on the bed.
"Don't be too long."
"Okay. I will be back soon."
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