Chapter 485 Athena Recalled the Sad Memories

Byron knew nothing about the matter of Cheesy Sweet Potato Stacks.

After hearing this, he immediately looked at Athena.

Athena clenched her hand holding the sandwich.

"Oh, Mom, why are you talking about it?" Carol's daughter-in-law said with reproach. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Athena shook her head.

Carol was in a bad mood, so she went to rest.

Athena stared at the sandwich on the plate.

She never thought about this.

She didn't know that her death back then would cast such a shadow on someone else besides her relatives and friends.

"It's okay." Byron coaxed her gently.

Athena took another look at the place where Carol had left and then lowered her head to eat slowly.

"Even Carol is so sad.

What about Byron?

I never felt that Byron really loves me.

I always feel that he is just too possessive of me.

I am an object that has been used for a long time. He is not willing to throw me away, nor does he want me to be touched by others.

But...

What if Byron loves me?

Is the punishment I gave him back then too severe?" she thought.

Athena had never thought about these things.

She finished eating in silence.

Athena and Byron left the sandwich shop one after the other.

"You go upstairs first. It's time to get the flowers I ordered," Byron said.

Athena nodded. "Okay."

Byron thought for a while. Without caring about being outside, he hugged her and rubbed her head. "Don't be unhappy."

He was really not good at comforting others.

"I see," Athena responded.

Then the two separated.

After Athena went upstairs, she used her fingerprint to unlock the door.

When she came here last time, it was so chaotic that she didn't take a good look at this place.

Taking advantage of Byron's absence, she looked around slowly.

She was surprised to find that there were almost no changes except that some things had become old.

Those ornaments were still where she had placed them.

She saw her habits of placing things...

Athena checked those things slowly. Finally, she came to the closed door of the study.

After a moment of hesitation, she pushed open the door.

What caught the eye was the crib.

Athena's heart ached sharply. The scene when she guarded the crib and wrote a letter to Byron on behalf of the baby in her belly clearly appeared before her eyes. She walked into the study.

Inside the room, it was spotless.

And it still looked the same as when she left.

Athena stroked the crib lightly. Later, when Aiden and Mia were born, she bought a similar crib because of her obsession.

However, neither Aiden nor Mia liked it.

When Mia, who didn't cry too much, was put in it, she cried.

Seeing the scene, Evie became flaky, saying that Aiden and Mia must have memories in Athena's belly.

Probably Athena was lost in thought too much; she didn't even hear the sound when the door was opened. Byron was standing at the door of the study.

When she turned around and saw Byron, she was stunned.

The next second, Byron strode towards her and hugged her into his arms very tightly.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."

Athena didn't struggle.

She smiled. "I never asked you how you feel every time you saw these things, did I?"

Byron closed his eyes tightly.

"Byron, we shouldn't have had to turn out to be like this," Athena said slowly.

"I know..." Byron responded.

Athena stopped speaking.

It was meaningless to repeat some things.

"Let go of me. It's time to water the potted plant." Athena pushed him.

Byron was silent for a moment and then let go.

After that, Athena left the study.

Byron looked at the crib. He seldom came into this room and forgot to move the crib to another place, in case Thea would see it and strike the painful memories.

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