Chapter 410 Happy birthday
Jason stood in front of the police station for a long time without moving.
Both Chris and Serial were waiting by the side. After about ten minutes, when they saw that he had no intention of leaving, Serial finally couldn't help but ask, "You're not going to stand here until it gets dark, are you?"
Jason did not say a word.
He had already done what he was supposed to do.
As for the rest, it was not his place.
"Book a flight back to Atlanta early the morning after tomorrow."
Jason withdrew his eyes and announced this decision with complex feelings.
"Three?" Chris asked.
Jason replied, "Um".
After saying that, he walked towards the car.
Serial hurriedly went over and stopped him, blocking the car door, "Are you asking me to go back to Atlanta with you as well?"
"Do you have an issue with that?"
"What do you think?"
Although his home was not in New York, but abroad, Bella was here. If he goes to Atlanta for three full years and do not return, then what is the point of breaking away from the family in the past?
The most important thing was that after three years, Bella may have forgotten him cleanly.
He could not do so.
"I still have very important things to do in New York." Serial discussed with Jason, "I can't stay with you in Atlanta all the time."
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
"Jason."
Jason ignored him, dragged him away and got into the car.
Serial was a bit furious, but he reluctantly scurried into the car.
All the way, Serial was chattering around Jason. If it were in the past, Jason would have driven him off, but today he did nothing, just let Serial talk endlessly there.
Serial did not get a reply and also noticed that Jason was abnormal.
He touched Jason with his elbow and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine."
"That's impossible." Serial saw through him with a glance and added, "Not surprisingly, it has something to do with Sarah, right?"
Jason glanced at him without much emotion.
Serial covered his mouth.
He thought, 'Forget it.
He might as well stop talking.
If he continues, this guy may turn three years into five.'
That night, Jason let Serial go back to pack. There were only Chris and Jason in the family.
Looking at the person who had been sitting on the balcony of the study for a long time and had not moved, Chris walked over and said, "Boss, do you want me to send a gift to Miss Yeats tomorrow?"
"Never mind."
Jason refused.
Sarah already had a boyfriend. If he gives her a gift, it would inevitably cause an argument, and most importantly, she wouldn't want him to send it.
She said that a qualified ex should be as good as a dead man, not to mention that he was her ex-husband.
He should not disturb her. It was the only thing he can do now.
Chris stood at the door and wanted to say something, but finally he
said nothing, leaving this space to his boss.
If his guess is correct, the boss asked him to book a ticket for the
next day so that he could be under the blue sky in New York with
Miss Yeats on her birthday.
It really ... made people not know what to say.
The night of this day.
Jason sat in the study until late at night.
Will arranged the Valentine's Day dinner for them in advance.
There were piano and violin playing, the flowers were ready and it
was the most formal Valentine's Day of Sarah's life.
She had never attached great importance to these holidays,
including her own birthday.
But now she suddenly understood a truth.
What people focused on was not the holiday, but the atmosphere.
As long as they liked each other, every day could be any holiday.
At ten o'clock that night, after Will finished his date with Sarah, he took her to that place where the birthday gift was. Knowing that Sarah slept on time daily, Will let her rest in the car for a while first.
Sarah looked sideways at the person who was driving seriously and
asked, "Captain Leon, where are we going?"
"You will know when you arrive."
"Can't you tell me?"
"It is a secret."
Hearing this, Sarah thought for a moment.
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