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?

clutch Nydia’s arm, the warmth

her with gratitude,

and Jeff were having a lively chat.

Emeric, look over there? Jeff exclaimed, patting Emeric on the shoulder.

Byron chatting amicably, his

is getting quite cozy with

over heels for Evadne, everyone knew it. Now with our 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 Nydia. Forcing a match is never sweet, Emeric, you know that. Maybe we should consider someone more suitable

disinterest, he sighed with

regular Casanova. Seeing that Nydia was

his attempts at humor, and Byron’s efforts were like fireworks against

hot and

just the daughter of a mistress; if it weren’t

she have to act so

their lackluster progress, fretted

for some underhanded

are you of

secretary hurried over, halted by Bertha’s call, “Where to in such a rush? Can’t you see my brother

Bertha, there’s a small

not treating me

the former secretary of the Ashbourne heiress is outside waiting.

crossed Bertha’s eyes,

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

cons.

this. Don’t disturb my brother just

wish,

Bertha’s mind

is at our door. I’m going to chase him off for you. How will you thank me,

sister, haven’t you always wanted that ruby–encrusted

you

to us, the Chambers family’s hospitality dictates we shouldn’t send him away

gave a wicked smirk, her fingers curling into

light, a stark contrast to the desolate chill

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

to

young mistress, ask her to let him in. But this was personal, and he just couldn’t bring

the words.

Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed

he really out

was inside, and his longing for

like a fortress wall, denying him even the slightest glimpse of her

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

snapped up.

secretary and bodyguards. She looked down on

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