My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 380

Chapter 380 Take Good Care of Him

Athena stared at Byron and thought, "Isn't this bastard want to starve himself to death? What the hell does he want to do? Why did I..."

Byron chose the former.

He opened the small table and placed the food boxes on it. As soon as he opened the lids, the smell of the food reached his nose.

He glanced at the plastic spoon, frowned instinctively, and looked at Athena.

Athena stared at him with folded arms.

As if she was saying, "Are you going to eat or not?"

Byron didn't speak a word.

He picked up the plastic spoon and began to eat.

Athena dragged the chair and sat in a corner. Then, she put on the earphones, turned on the computer, and connected to the studio. "Chelsea, is Byron okay? He won't die, right?"

"Yeah," Athena responded coldly. She said in Germany, "Give me a brief report and focus on the key points."

Although the team members were gossipy, they immediately became serious when they reported work.

Everyone briefly explained the detailed project to Athena.

Athena seldom spoke throughout the whole process.

She typed and made records.

But she always felt that something was wrong.

The unaccustomed feeling still existed when she was recording.

Just when Athena was deep in meditation, she felt a scorching gaze.

She frowned and looked in the direction of the gaze.

Then, she saw Byron's eyes.

She looked at him with an inquiring expression.

Byron looked away with a smile. When Athena was working, she was dedicated and charming.

She looked like a dazzling diamond and attracted him.

After everyone finished reporting, Athena didn't express her opinion.

"Well, continue advancing the project."

Then she hung up the video conferencing.

Athena glanced at the screen and checked the time. It was about time...

Just thinking about it, someone rushed into the ward.

"Byron!"

Byron was finally in a good mood. However, when he saw the person, his good mood instantly collapsed.

Athena put the computer in her bag and stood up.

Byron's burning gaze fell on her.

"Where did you get hurt? How could you have an accident in that place?" Freya asked anxiously and wanted to touch Byron's hands and feet.

Byron raised his hand and blocked Freya's hands. "I'm fine."

"The conditions here are bad. I will contact the hospital for a transfer!"

When Freya was speaking, Athena had already stood by the bed.

Even though she couldn't help worrying about Byron's condition, she could make her mind to be rational.

Before she returned to the ward, she had called Freya and told her the address of the hospital and Byron's ward number.

"Ms. Stella!"

Freya turned around. Her eyes were full of tears. She looked at Athena gratefully.

"Thank you so much for sending Byron to the hospital. If there is anything wrong with him, I..." Tears rolled down Freya's cheeks.

"Not at all." Athena patted Freya on the shoulder. "Ms. Bates, Mr. Crawford seems to have a stomach problem. You have to take good care of him. If it becomes progressively worse, the consequences will be disastrous."

Stomach problem?

Freya was not clear about Byron's physical condition.

She thought he was healthy...

"Byron has an irregular routine, and he seldom eats on time..." Freya pretended she knew Byron well and continued, "Thanks for your reminder. I will take good care of him."