Snatched A Billionaire To Be My Husband by Shabi's pen

Chapter 15 Who Do You Think You Are?
“Mr. Hansen!” Cora exclaimed as she opened her eyes, realizing that Byron was right beside her. He was grabbing
Eason’s hand, which was poised to strike her face.
Byron didn’t even spare a glance at Cora. Instead, he looked at Eason with coldness in his eyes.
“You want to slap her?” Byron’s voice carried a dangerous edge.
“I...” Eason stuttered, his demeanor weakening in the face of Byron’s presence. Fear coursed through him.
“Mr. Hansen! Cora slapped me, that’s why Eason wanted to slap her back for me,” Mia quickly interjected, attempting to
shift the blame away from Eason.
But Cora didn’t want to take the blame either. “She said my entire family deserved what happened to them, and she
cursed my mother. That’s why I slapped her.”
For some reason, Cora felt the need to defend herself, hoping that Byron, who had only known her for a few days,
wouldn’t consider her a rude and unreasonable person.
Yet, after defending herself, she realized that the effort must be in vain. After all, Eason had been in a relationship with her
for years, and he still wouldn’t believe her.
In a fit of frustration, Cora stormed off towards the elevator without looking back. But Byron’s expression darkened as she
left.
“Did you hear that? She started it. She deserved the slap,” Byron shook off Eason’s hand and cast a cold gaze at Mia.
Eason’s lips moved, but no words came out. He didn’t dare to speak up against Byron for Mia’s sake.
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Mia, feeling embarrassed, couldn’t help but protest, “Mr. Hansen, you can’t blame me just because Cora said so!”
Mia was well aware of Byron’s influential position within the Patton family. She feared that Byron’s dislike towards her
would lead to Eason disliking her as well.
However, to her dismay, Byron responded with disdain, “Who do you think you are? Do I have to listen to you?”

Mia’s face turned red with embarrassment, while Eason remained silent, unwilling to confront Byron on Mia’s behalf.
Byron glanced at both of them coldly once more. “This is your first visit here, and you’ve already caused such a scene.
Don’t bring her here again. Embarrassing.”
While Byron scolded Eason, his mocking words were directed at Mia, indicating that she was the source of
embarrassment.
Mia couldn’t contain her anger and burst into tears on the spot. But Eason still didn’t speak up for her. He simply accepted
Byron’s request, “I understand.”
After Byron left, Eason sent Mia back home. Yet he couldn’t forget about how Byron helped Cora.
Eason thought his uncle was never someone who would meddle in other people’s affairs.
Something seemed to click in Eason’s mind. He felt that he was close to grasping it...
Mia clung onto Eason’s arm, interrupting his thoughts. “Eason, my stomach hurts.”
“Don’t be dramatic. Cora slapped you in the face. How could your stomach hurt?” Eason impatiently pushed Mia’s hand
away.
Deep down, Eason didn’t care for Mia. He had defended her in front of Cora only because Mia was the most suitable
marriage partner for the Patton family.
“No, my stomach really hurts,” Mia insisted.
Mia knew that Eason didn’t truly love her. Coupled with Byron’s attitude towards her, she was worried that Eason wouldn’t
marry her.
Eason’s impatience was evident, “You’ll feel better if you just go and sit on the toilet for a while. Don’t pretend you’re some
delicate damsel.”
Mia froze. She was well aware that Eason found her appearance and figure unappealing, but she didn’t expect him to
express it so openly.
Nevertheless, her plan was already set in motion. Mia couldn’t afford to waste time and continued to pester Eason, tears
streaming down her face.

“Eason, can you take me for an ultrasound? I feel something is wrong with my stomach.”
Eason’s patience was wearing thin, but he reluctantly agreed to take Mia for a check-up. However, he was met with
unexpected news—the doctor informed them that Mia was pregnant.
Eason’s face instantly turned pale. “Mia, I don’t think I’m ready to be a father yet...”
Mia questioned him heatedly, “Do you want me to get an abortion?!”