Chapter 437 Appointment for an Abortion
“What’s the matter? Is something wrong?”
Byron hurriedly came to her, wanting to take the taco from Cora’s hand.
But Cora refused. “No. It’s just I haven’t eaten something that doesn’t make me sick for several days.”
As she spoke, her hand lightly fell on her lower abdomen.
She murmured in her heart repeatedly, “Baby, this should be what you want to eat the most, right? Then I’ll eat more. Please don’t blame me. I don’t know what to do…”
Just now, Cora made an appointment on the mobile phone for the hospital’s painless abortion.
Early tomorrow morning, she would find a chance to get rid of the child.
So in the few hours left, she hoped the child would live happily and not hate her and Byron.
If there were an afterlife, she hoped the child would be born into an ordinary family and live a healthy and happy life.
Chapter 437 Appointment for an Abortion Seeing Cora cry, Byron was puzzled.
But after hearing Cora’s explanation, he did recall that she had a poor appetite recently and occasionally would feel nauseous after eating the food.
He suddenly blamed himself more and more. If he had found something to suit her appetite carlier, she wouldn’t have been so happy that she would cry just after eating tacos.
“Don’t cry. From tomorrow, I will try my best to arrange some things you like to cat. Of course, if you have anything you want to eat, just tell me.”
“Okay. Then I’ll have hamburgers and fried chicken.”
Byron suddenly felt a headache.
They were still junk food!
But it was rare to see Cora showing a smiling face. So he abandoned his principle and compromised.
“Then I’ll buy them for you tomorrow.”
He looked at Cora’s smiling eyes almost infatuatedly.
Just like what he promised her when she was asleep, no matter what she wanted, he would give it to her, even if she wanted his life, as long as she didn’t abandon him and the child.
It might be because Cora was in a good mood that she didn’t feel
Chapter 437 Appointment for an Abortion nauseous after eating. Cora allowed Byron to sleep in her bed that night.
It was like an amnesty for Byron.
Before this, Cora was repulsed by his touch, let alone lying on the same bed with him.
So he slept on the sofa in the suite of the ward last night.
He was prepared to sleep on the sofa tonight and even brought the quilt and pillows there.
He didn’t expect Cora to let him go to bed.
The surprise came a bit suddenly. Of course, Byron wouldn’t refuse. He got into the quilt, hugged Cora from her back into his arms, and put his palm on her belly.
“Baby, you have to be good. Your mom has been through a lot. So don’t make her feel uncomfortable. Otherwise, she may leave us,” he whispered as if coaxing the baby and enlightening Cora.
Cora almost shed tears when she heard his low, hoarse, and deep voice.
She was reluctant to part with Byron and the child, either.
But if she unswervingly chose him and the child, how could she face Gabe?
She had been beset with miseries in the tug–of–war between
Chapter 437 Appointment for an Abortion reason and emotion.
How she wished that time would freeze at this moment.
In this way, she could be with the child and him forever.
But time was so ruthless.
Whether people were happy or not, looking forward to it or not, it always flew silently.
It was the next day in a blink of an eye.
Byron answered Carter’s call early in the morning. He said someone saw Archer at the Maple Blue Hotel under the Hansen Group.
“I’ll go and check it out now.”
Byron soon got dressed and was about to go out.
But at this moment, Cora hugged his arm and acted like a baby, saying, “Can I go downstairs to find Sally later? I’m really bored here alone.”
“Then don’t be too long. You need to rest more now.”
Byron knew it wasn’t good to keep her in the ward.
In addition, the doctor checked her just now, saying the child had stabilized a lot, and asked Byron to take Cora for a walk occasionally.
Chapter 437 Appointment for an Abortion
But now he hurried to catch Archer and could only come back to accompany her after dealing with the matter.
“Where are you going?” Cora showed a rare concern about him.
“I need to take care of some things, and I’ll bring you hamburgers and fried chicken when I get back.”
Byron didn’t want her to know too many bloody things, so he briefly explained.
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When Cora heard about hamburgers and fried chicken, her lit up immediately. “Okay, okay. It would be great if I could have coke.”
Byron pinched her face, saying, “You wish.”
After they joked and laughed for a while, Byron left.
But the moment he left, Cora’s smile disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.
