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Chapter 670 Somehow Grown Apart

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Cora paused in her movements. Although they lived together

again after Byron returned from a business trip, she felt

that their relationship had grown distant for some reason.

Cora would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night to

find Byron missing from her side even though he had clearly

hugged her tightly to sleep.

Sometimes, he stood by the window and smoked, looking

preoccupied. Sometimes, he would fall asleep straight on the

couch.

Cora could vaguely sense that there seemed to be something

wrong between the two of them. However, she could not quite put her finger on it. Until she saw the red

lipstick stain on Byron’s shirt…

However, after being stunned for a few seconds, she

continued to help Byron unbutton the remaining buttons of his

shirt.

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When she was almost done helping Byron get undressed and

tried to push him into the bathroom, he started getting touchy

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with her.

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“Shall we take a shower together?” He kissed her cheeks while

his hands began to wander across her body.

His intention to get intimate with her in the shower was obvious.

Cora could smell the odor of alcohol that his body reeked of

and took another look at the white shirt that she had thrown

on the ground.

The moment Byron’s lips touched hers, she dodged. “Go ahead on your own and go to bed after

washing up. I’ll go and

check on Martin.”

She also shoved the towel and bathrobe directly into his hands before turning around to go upstairs.

Byron thought she just disliked the smell of alcohol on his

body, so he did not think much of it and simply turned around

to enter the bathroom.

When Byron woke up the next day, Cora was already

preparing to take Martin to school.

“Remember to lock the door when you leave.” When Cora saw that he had woken up, she gave him

those instructions with a

straight face. Then, she took Martin out.

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Byron tried to stretch his body, only to be restricted.

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After getting up, he realized that he had fallen asleep on the couch last night.

In fact, he had been sleeping on the couch rather often lately. Due to the fact that the couch was

relatively small, he would wake up feeling uncomfortable every single time.

However, he had been suffering from frequent insomnia recently. In order to avoid disturbing Cora and

Martin, he

chose to sleep on the couch instead.

As for the reasons for his insomnia… The thought of it would

make him feel vexed, followed by a strong desire to smoke every single time.

However, after searching around, he still did not find his cigarettes. He thought that there should still be

some in the

pockets of the clothing he had changed out of yesterday.

Hence, he proceeded to rummage through the laundry

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basket.

Cora would set out early and come home late every day

because she was busy with opening her medical clinic.

Hence, she could only sort and do the laundry after work each

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Byron quickly found his clothes in the laundry basket, as well as his cigarettes. However, at the same

time, he also discovered the lipstick stain on his shirt.

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Recalling the fact that Cora had helped him undress last night, he reckoned that she must have seen

the lipstick mark. However, she did not say anything about it.

Byron stared at the lipstick mark and squeezed the cigarette case in his hand while his eyes became

deep and cold…

Cora planned to head to the medical clinic after sending Martin to the kindergarten.

The clinic was already undergoing renovation. To avoid having to redo anything and affecting the

project’s progress, she spent most of her time there supervising the work.

While on her way to the medical clinic, she kept thinking about the lipstick stain on Byron’s shirt last

night, which made her feel uneasy.

At this moment, a teacher from Martin’s kindergarten called, “Hello, are you Martin’s parent?”

“Yes, I am! Did something happen to Martin?” Cora asked,

feeling as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.