My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65 Poor Thing! 

“Mr. Crawford…” 

Looking at Byron’s sullen face, the subordinate called his 

name cautiously. 

“Go out.” Byron waved his hand dejectedly. 

The subordinate hesitated for a moment and then left. 

Byron couldn’t fall asleep this night. 

The next day, he set off to the cemetery when the dawn was 

still dark. 

He knew nothing about Athena’s Grandma. 

He hadn’t even seen her before. 

Ignorant of what to buy for mourning, he finally bought a 

bunch of white carnations. 

“Sir, are you here to mourn for Madam Lewis?” The cemetery keeper hurried over, surprised to see Byron. 

He hadn’t seen him before, thinking that this handsome man 

must be a big shot. 

“Yes.” Byron nodded. “This is my first time here. Can I trouble you to lead the way?” 

“My pleasure!” The cemetery keeper responded with delight. 

Normally, only Athena would come to the cemetery to see her family. 

So he was delighted to see one more person come to visit them. 

“Are you a student of Sir Newton or Madam Lewis?” The keeper asked while walking. 

“Neither.” Byron paused and added, “I’m Athena’s friend.” 

“What?” The keeper turned his head in astonishment, sizing up Byron again. 

Would someone come to visit the grave of a friend’s 

Grandma? 

He thought it over. 

“You are Athena’s boyfriend, right?” His smile faded. “Why didn’t I see you at the funeral?” 

The keeper looked severe, his tone full of accusations. 

Byron had never been criticized like this. 

Even his great-grandfather had never criticized him so hard when he was alive. 

However, he wasn’t angry at all. 

“I was busy at that time…” Byron tried to explain. 

“What were you busy with? Was there anything more important than Madam Lewis’ death?” The keeper questioned him in rage, “Since you are Athena’s boyfriend, you must know her experience. How could you leave her alone attending her grandmother’s funeral?” 

As he spoke, his eyes turned red again. “It was raining. Athena was so sad that she knelt in front of the grave all day, and she even couldn’t take steady steps when standing up… Poor 

thing!” 

His words wrenched at Byron’s heart. 

“Didn’t anyone stop her when she knelt there all day?” Byron 

asked. 

“She was too stubborn, listening to no one!” While wiping away his tears, the keeper said, “I watched her part with her 

mother, her Grandpa, and then her Grandma one by one. She must have been heartbroken…” 

Byron clenched his fists, imagining that scene. 

It was still cold in early spring. Athena knelt in the rain helplessly, and her slender figure was about to break down. 

The keeper was annoyed with Byron. 

Yet he still brought him to Romy’s grave.