"Then what about me?" Freya said with tears in her eyes, "You forgot what you said before my divorce! You said you would take care of me!"
"The promise is void," Byron said without hesitation, "It's impossible for me to love one and take care of another. Thea is a loyal person, so she won't like it."
Byron finished speaking.
Ignoring Freya, who was in a daze, he passed by her and walked straight to the elevator.
In the past few years, Byron had directly rejected Freya's expressions of love.
But this time, it was especially ruthless.
He mentioned Athena often, saying she was a part of his soul and he would be loyal to her and void his promise.
Freya smiled bitterly.
"I lost to a dead person?"
While her words fell, she became unwilling.
It was impossible!
She would do everything she could to marry Byron.
In spring, the sun shined brightly, making people warm and cozy.
Byron didn't enjoy it.
Half of the flowers and plants that Athena raised in these few years died, and the remaining few pots were precious to Byron.
He even took time to study botany to take better care of them.
The sun was good today. It was time to move the plants out to bask in the sun.
He walked briskly.
Suddenly, a ball hit his calf.
Byron frowned and subconsciously looked around.
He saw a small girl with two small ponytails. She looked at him with her mouth wide open with a surprised expression.
Her surprised expression was cute.
Byron's frowned forehead subconsciously relaxed.
He bent down and picked up the ball.
Walking up to her, he squatted down. "Here you are."
She returned to her senses, took the ball, and said sweetly and softly, "Thank you."
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