My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 492

Chapter 492 A Little Snack

Athena knew that Freya would replace a way to take revenge and return even if Byron was going to send her to space, let alone Southeast Asia. "Hmm." Byron nodded.

"Stop hugging. I really have to go."

From entering the door until now, Byron had gradually narrowed the distance between the two of them, and now he was buried in her chest.

If she stayed any longer, he would probably drag her to bed.

"I'll take you to the airport tomorrow." Byron raised his head and looked at her reluctantly. "Stay here tonight, okay?"

"No!"

Athena raised her hand, put her fingertips against Byron's forehead, and pushed him back. "Put away your dirty thoughts. I haven't planned to reconcile with you yet. If you have needs, do it yourself." Byron was silent for a moment.

"Then, at least have dinner before leaving. I have learned to cook in the past few years. Although it is not as delicious as yours, it is not bad. Let me cook for you, okay?"

He just wanted to drag on.

It would be good even if he could stay with his wife for one minute longer.

"You cook?" Athena was astonished.

How delicate was Byron in the past? He used to frown even at the sight of raw fish and meat.

Let alone cook.

"Yeah." Byron looked at Athena. "I missed your cooking, but I searched many restaurants, and none resembled the taste of the dishes you cooked. I really wanted to taste your cooking again, so I locked mysel up at home, thinking back to how you used to cook, and tried it myself."

As he said that, Byron even showed one of his hands to Athena. "In the beginning, I kept cutting my hand. The wound was so deep that you can still see the scar."

Athena glanced at the faint scar on Byron's finger, imagining what it was like.

Suddenly, she felt every cell in her body ache.

"Stupid." She pushed Byron's hand away, but Byron held her hand, separated her slender fingers, and clasped them tightly.

"There is no food in the refrigerator. Can you go shopping with me?" Byron said in a gentle tone, "I promise I will send you back after dinner, and I won't do anything bad!" Athena looked at Byron.

In her memory, Byron was always cold, with a sharp aura that made people dare not approach him.

But now...

It was as if he was possessed or something.

He was clingy, always said lovey-dovey things, and always looked at her with anticipation in his eyes like a puppy, waiting for her to give him a little snack. "Next time." Athena wanted to control the progress between the two of them.

She did not want to make Byron too happy.

Otherwise, Byron would get carried away.

Byron suddenly looked discouraged.

He dragged Athena to the door, and when she was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and pulled her back.

He closed the door, pressed Athena against the door, squeezed her chin, and kissed her hard.

He did not get what he wanted today, so the kiss was very deep.

Athena almost had difficulty breathing. She tried to dodge it, but he would grab her lips back and continue to kiss her. After a while.

Athena's mind became clouded, and her consciousness became blurry.

Seeing this, Byron kissed softer. He pecked her lips a few times, rubbed Athena's waist, and kissed the back of her ear and neck. After so many years, he was still in love and addicted to her body.

She was very fragrant and soft.

The button of her shirt had long been undone.

Byron kissed all the way down and avoided the parts of the skin which were usually exposed.

Then, he bit a smooth and tender piece of skin.

"Byron..." Athena felt the pain and pushed him softly.