My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 270

Chapter 270 Vomiting Blood

George got out of the cemetery.

He saw Byron from afar.

Byron was dressed in black, holding a black umbrella and standing in the rain like a hellish ghost.

Athena was dead.

George's hands were useless.

He no longer had the slightest fear of Byron.

He walked up to Byron, looked at him, and asked, "Mr. Crawford, I only have one question. That morning, why did you leave her alone and leave by private jet?" Byron narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The tears that George had just stopped burst out again. "Do you know Athena used to be the happiest kid among us? But, what did you do to her?" "George, stop talking about that!"

Friends around George hated but also feared Byron.

"Why can't I say it? I'm not afraid of anyone now. He can only take my life at most. But my life is worthless. If he wants it, he can take it away!"

Byron glanced at George.

Without saying a word, Byron walked straight toward the cemetery.

"She doesn't want to see you!"

Taking two steps, Byron heard these words from George.

His hand holding the umbrella bulged veins because of too much force.

At last, Byron ignored George's words.

He continued to walk towards the cemetery with strides.

No...

She was in nowhere...

How could she refuse to show up?

Byron walked all the way forward. He was in a daze.

Didn't she love these friends?

For George, she could fight Byron desperately.

And Evie, during this time, she almost died of grief.

Evie was so grieved that her stepbrother carried her to leave the cemetery.

Byron thought, "Thea, don't you feel distressed?

Why do you keep hiding?

Come out, please.

As long as you live, I will no longer imprison you. I will give you freedom."

As Byron walked, he felt the world before him suddenly turned upside down.

He felt something in his throat.

Suddenly he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Byron fell at the entrance of the cemetery.

He was in severe pain in the heart. With blood in his mouth, he fell to the ground and looked at the gray sky.

He thought, "If...

Are you in another world?

Please be kind to tell me where you are. Then I will go there with you, Thea."

It hurt so much.

Day and night, he was in pain all the time.

Missing was like poison.

It was pervasive in his body.

He thought, "Thea...

Please return.

Return to me."

George grieved. He watched Byron fall.

He was about to leave.

The door of a taxi parked on the side of the road opened, and a thin woman ran toward Byron without an umbrella. Her figure was familiar.

When the woman ran past him, George suddenly pulled her back.

"What are you doing?" The woman shook off his hand impatiently, called Byron's name, and ran to Byron.

George's hand had no strength now.

Looking at his empty hand, George was in a daze.

"She is not Athena." Although they resembled, she was not as good-looking as Athena. And she was unkind to him.

Then who was this person?

George put on a long face. He recalled Athena was with Byron as a substitute.

Freya anxiously ran to Byron.

"Ambulance! Call an ambulance!"

Finished shouting, she knelt beside him in distress. "Byron, are you Okay?"