Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband ( Cora Lane ) - Season 9 Episode 68

Georgia froze, spoon in hand.

But she quickly forced a laugh. “Auntie, what are you talking about? I don’t want to see anyone.”

But Cora teased knowingly, “I bet you’re secretly hoping your hero might show up.”

Ever since Georgia woke up yesterday, she had heard the story of how Efren saved her over and over again.

Her parents praised him endlessly and even suggested visiting Cloudville to thank him personally.

So Georgia knew very well who her rescuer was.

Yet she hadn’t uttered his name once since she regained consciousness. She only insisted on leaving the hospital as soon as possible.

Cora drew her own conclusions from Georgia’s silence.

“I don’t! I really don’t…” Georgia denied it, but uncertainty flickered in her eyes.

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The truth was, she felt a surge of relief when she sensed Efren’s presence last night.

She wondered what brought him to her last night.

her curiosity?She sank into the gloom, poking at her vegetable soup.

“You don’t want to see him? Then I guess I’m meddling unnecessarily,” Cora said, feigning surprise.

“What do you mean?” Georgia looked up at Cora, only to see her smiling knowingly.

Cora shrugged. “Too bad I already told him to bring some spicy chicken wings for you.”

Georgia huffed, “You’re so nosy!”

“I’m being nosy? Then I’ll tell Mr. Serrano not to bother anymore.”

As Cora spoke, she deliberately headed for the door as if to leave.

Georgia quickly pulled Cora back. “Wait, he was here earlier?”

“He stayed here all night and morning until I sent him to get some chicken wings.”

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“Then… why didn’t he come in?”

Georgia asked before thinking better of it. She bit her l*p, scolding herself. They were over. What right did she have to expect him to be by her side?

“A greeting is enough.” she muttered. “There’s no need for him to see me.”

“I don’t want to see him!” Georgia insisted.

1Just then, Efren entered, carrying a takeout bag.

Seeing him, Georgia froze up completely.

Noticing her reaction, the light in Efren’s eyes dimmed.

“I brought the chicken wings, but I asked them to make it mild for your stomach,” he said calmly.

“You should focus on recovering. If you don’t want me here, I won’t bother you. Don’t worry.”

With that, he turned to leave.

Georgia had thought she didn’t want to see Efren either.

But watching him walk away twisted her heart painfully.

Before she could stop herself, the words sl*pped out.

“Leaving so fast? How insincere…”