Chapter 161 Considerate Athena Ⅰ
Concerned for Rose's well-being, Jaxson feared that her deep sadness might hurt her health.
Seeing that Rose smiled at Athena's words, Jaxson also smiled.
Seeing Jaxson like this, Rose was speechless.
"I don't know what he is laughing at! He doesn't even understand what we are talking about."
Athena rubbed the back of Rose's hand gently and said, "He just feels happy when he sees you smile."
Jaxson seemed to be around six feet tall.
Jaxson had a robust build and a bronzed complexion. His features carried a slightly fierce appearance.
However, when Rose fainted just now, Jaxson kept wiping his tears, looking pitiful.
Rose smiled with relief.
Lowering her eyes, Rose patted Athena's hand lovingly and gently said, "You are truly considerate."
Athena was genuinely surprised when hearing that.
"Madam Stella, my grandmother used to praise me in the same way. She had set my nickname on WhatsApp as Considerate Athena!"
"Really?" Rose became interested. "So it seems I have some similarity with your grandmother. When we go to Greeli City, you must introduce her to me! Maybe we can become good friends!"
Athena hesitated for a moment.
Lowering her eyes, Athena replied, "My grandmother has passed away."
Rose paused for a moment, then looked at Athena with a pained expression. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know..."
"It's fine!" Athena waved her hand and said.
Rose's mood sank again, and she let out a heavy sigh. "As people grow older, they cannot escape their death. Take Herman, for example. Despite his current appearance, he used to be handsome..."
As she spoke, Rose shed tears again.
Athena gently caressed her hand.
Herman appeared withered, his cheeks and eye sockets deeply sunken, making it hard to recognize his former appearance.
"I'll look for some old photos from the past to show you. He was no worse than Byron when he was young!" Rose wiped away her tears and said.
Athena couldn't help but smile wryly.
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