Chapter 415

When the lights were turned on, there was still no one inside.

Byron walked in with heavy steps. His indifferent gaze swept around and landed on the two extra small pillows on the bed.

It was evident that during his absence, the two little ones had been clinging to their mother so much.

The things they used for sleeping had all been moved here.

On the contrary, not a single item of his could be seen.

Byron's brows furrowed slightly and he felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. Glancing sideways, he saw Will's exercise book on the table, with a recording pen on top of it that he usually used to record his daily life.

It was a birthday gift he gave to Will when he was two years old. He hardly ever left it behind.

Perhaps due to the telepathy between father and son, Byron immediately guessed that this was deliberately left for him by Will.

He picked up the recording pen and casually pressed the switch.

The default setting of this recording pen was to start playing from the last recording.

Will's soft voice came through. "Mom, do you still like Dad?"

Byron was slightly taken aback. Realizing something, his breathing became uneven, sometimes light and sometimes heavy

Then, Maeve's gentle and affirmative answer came from the recording pen. "Yes, I like him. I've always liked him. Let me tell you a secret. Mom's first love was your dad. Perhaps because of this, my feelings for him have never changed. I don't think they will change in the future either."

Byrons breathing, which had just calmed down a bit, suddenly became heavier when he heard this sentence, as if his heart had been hit hard by something.

Maeve said that she liked him.

She had always liked him.

And it wouldn't change in the future.

Byron sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to cover his eyes that were on the verge of showing his emotions. The tips of his ears under his black hair uncontrollably turned a light red and spread to his neck. Then, he pressed the replay button. Again.

One more time.

And again...

didn't know what it meant to get tired of it. He listened to Maeve's affectionate words that

sweetness seeped into his heart from her voice,

After a long time.

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table, but after thinking about it, he put it in his coat pocket. Glancing at the textbook homework

pressed together with the textbook. When he took one, it moved the others, and accidentally knocked down the vase placed

this vase, several similar

that moment, a stack of origami papers under

glint of darkness flashed in Byron's eyes. He picked up the stack of papers that were stuck together, yellowish

the top of the first

why Maeve was so nervous about this

and looked down. His originally relaxed expression

few years ago, he had read quite a

pondered for a few seconds, then took a photo and sent it to Ray, asking him, as a professional,

to be this capable? How long has it

Help me see

Forget it, forget it. Wait a moment. I'll get the

[Byron, I remember that you and Little Mae only have Will as a

Byron: [Be straightforward.]

[These reports show that she

a detailed date on the report. It was something that happened four years

the director next door that Ray forwarded to him, it entered his eyes but didn't integrate into his thoughts. His mind was firmly occupied by the word twins. Maeve was pregnant

rose from his chest as he let out a low, cold snort. "Maeve, you're

hidden it from him so thoroughly that not a single trace had

she trying to do by hiding my

with his knuckles turning white, then

something had gone wrong and called to ask him what he 17:15

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planned to do next.

hiding a child was completely

was Byron, he would probably be

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