His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chatper 471

Chapter 471

Ever since the day Nydia asked for a break, Jason had been on a relentless quest to find her.

His calls were incessant, the madness undeniable. Night after night, he kept vigil outside her Silverlake Harbor residence, each time leaving more disheartened than the last.

His lovesick demeanor was no less dramatic than when Thaddeus had fervently pursued Evadne.

Nydia dared not step outside, locking herself in her room, neglecting her meals, growing thinner by the day, her pillows soaked with tears.

Whenever she missed Jason, she’d stealthily peer out the window at the end of the hallway, drawing back the curtains just a smidge.

And whenever she yearned for him, he was there.

His figure stood against the wind, tall and resolute, his gaze burning with unwavering intensity toward her room.

Even the slightest thought of him sent waves of pain coursing through her, a constant heartache that felt as if it were cleaving her soul.

She felt she had let down Jason, her guilt immense. But who could tell her how to have the best of both worlds?

In the end, she was selfish too.

Caught between Jason and her family, she ultimately chose the latter.-

Nydia stared blankly at her phone when Byron, curious, craned his neck for a glimpse.

His expression clouded at the sight, but he forced a dry laugh, choosing retreat over confrontation, “Ms. Nydia, if you have urgent matters to attend to, I’ll leave you be. Go on with your business.”

“No, it’s nothing. Nydia steeled herself and hung up.

Fearing another call from Jason, she decisively shut off her phone.

It was time to be firm.

Better a sharp pain now than to raise his hopes sky–high, only to shatter them completely later on. It was kinder to break his heart. cleanly than to leave it in pieces.

Byron’s eyes sparkled with excitement, his voice trembling. “Then, may I sit here?”

Nydia nodded slightly, moving aside to maintain distance.

Byron staggered forward, his uneven gait betraying him as he lurched forward!

“Whoa! Careful there!” Nydia instinctively reached out to steady him.

Her innate kindness didn’t allow her to think twice.

She would’ve helped an old lady cross the street, so how could she ignore someone about to fall right before her eyes?

warmth of her skin sending his heart into

her with gratitude,

Jeff were having a lively

look over there? Jeff exclaimed, patting Emeric on the

lazily, noting Nydia and Byron chatting amicably, his brows knitting

little girl is getting quite

families uniting, if Nydia married Avery, it’d be awkward for both, and unfair to Nydia. Byron has mentioned to me more than once how much he likes Nydia. It’s rare for him to talk about fancying any girl in front of me, but he seems sincere about

seeing Emeric’s disinterest, he sighed

Nydia was not repulsed by him, he exhausts every

his attempts at humor, and

hot and bothered.

the daughter of a mistress; if it weren’t for his disability, why would he have chosen

have to act so high and

watching their lackluster progress, fretted for her

was time for some

are you of

call, “Where to in such a rush? Can’t you see

there’s a small

not treating me like a stranger, are

the former secretary of the Ashbourne heiress is outside waiting.

crossed

seems intended to disrupt Mr. Thaddeus’s plans. I figured I’d better warn Mr. Thaddeus quickly. Right now, that man can’t enter without an invitation, but if Ms. Evadne finds out, she’ll surely help him. That would put Mr. Thaddeus in a rather awkward spot, wouldn’t it? The secretary was a loyal

cons.

handle this. Don’t disturb my

you wish, Miss

Bertha’s mind raced, and she texted

door. I’m going to chase

haven’t you always wanted that ruby–encrusted necklace?

Thank you so much!]

has come to us, the Chambers

wicked smirk, her fingers curling into

mansion blazed with light, a stark contrast

phone shutting off. The festive glow that surrounded him felt like an arsenal of blades piercing his

invitation, he was left to stand outside, a

to let him in. But this was personal, and he just couldn’t bring himself to voice

the words.

bobbing as he swallowed down a cocktail

out

he loved was inside, and his longing for her bordered

disparity in their status was like a fortress wall, denying

well, well, who do we have here? You look familiar,” a mocking, sharp female voice sliced through the air, and Jason’s head

snapped up.

and bodyguards.

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