Chapter 474

In fact, as Byron carried Nydia into the room, stripped her of her clothes, molested and humiliated her

She had flickers of consciousness throughout the ordeal. But she was unable to move, unable to open her eyes, and utterly unable to

resist

The state of helplessness made it all the much crueler.

She would have rather been completely unconscious or perhaps it would have been better to just dhe, to end it all,

Embedded in her thoughts, Nydia’s eyes were flooded with tears. She opened wide as she let out a despondent moan, struggling in

Jason’s embrace.

“Don’t touch me, please, don’t!”

“Nydia! Look at me. Can you see who I am? Jason, with tears glistening in his eyes, embracing her with his whole being.

It felt like his chest had been savagely cut open by a blunt knife, his aching heart forcibly extracted and grasped tightly, to the point of nearly being crushed.

Hearing the familiar voice, a flicker of light passed through Nydia’s stagnant gaze.

She stared straight at Jason, first in disbelief, then tentatively and cautiously whispered, “Jason?”

Jason choked up, unable to speak, simply nodding over and over.

“What happened?” Startled, Nydia stared at his blood–stained left eye. In that moment, her own safety was a distant thought–her sole concern was for her beloved.

Evadne’s eyes gleamed with a fiery crimson, her chest heaving with rage.

Why must this loving couple endure such torment? For what transgression were they forced to bear such merciless anguish?

At that moment, the anger of Evandne surged, directed entirely at Emeric

While Byron was despicable, if it hadn’t been Emeric’s insistence on Nydia’s marriage to Avery, Byron wouldn’t have played such dirty tricks on Nydial

Byron had been indifferent to Nydia before, but now he suddenly showed her excessive attention, even using such dirty tricks.

Was it not all to play up to the Ashboume family and gain power over the Chambers Group, using her sister as a pawn? What else could it be?

the

as the true instigator

Emeric was

“It’s okay. I’m fine. Nydia, I’ll take you away.”

Tears mixed with blood fell from Jason’s face as he c

could think of nothing else but to flee with her.

He tried to lift her, but Nydia resisted, pushing him away.

up, Jason.”

face, “Nydia. I forbid you to say that. I’d rather die than break up with you!”

break up. I’m

heart, “I’m

nonsense. How could my Nydia be ever

stressing each word, “My Nydia is the most perfect

slowly shook her head, her decision made, “if 1 stay with you like this, I could never forgive myself.

away, her eyes bloodshot. As she fiercely wiped her tears, she

grabbed the vase’s neck and smashed it against the

flew, leaving only the jagged,

you murderous beast! I’ll

Byron, who lay

shrill, ludicrous scream, followed by a trickle of

and domineering Byron was

Evadne mised the makeshift weapon, Thaddeus’s hand closed over her trembling

trying to stop me?”

heavily, tried to pull her wrist from his scorching gnp. “Don’t give me that nonsense

not stopping you. I feel the same with

“I just don’t want you to dirty your hands, much less get yourself

lips tightly together, her rationality returning

tightly, and with a ‘snap, there was a crisp sound-

effortlessly crushed the

So cool! Just

that hurt

effort. With a flick of my fingers, I

You dare

in desperation, “if I’m harmed, my father

Chambers family in their place

hand with her stiletto heel, pinning him like

just sharpening my knife with you. Next is Bertha! You’re all in it together, and none of you

Bertha?

already uncovered their

me in private that I will marry Nydia, whether she likes it or not, she’ll have to many me in the end! Why would I need to scheme? Besides, tonight, I did want to get closer to her tonight, but she was quite forward with me too! She seemed drunk, could hardly stand, so I went over to give her

shaking with

had been powerless at

hysterical, yelling at him, “You’re lying! You forced Nydia! You

surveillance! It’s all in the footage, crystal clear- how Nydia threw herself at me, I didn’t force her

was smug, certain they had no proof, a malicious grin spreading across his face. “She was already my fiancée, and she was all over

furrowed deeply, his foot grinding into

crunch,

drink, how could she be drunk? You must have

you have proof?” Byron gasped between chuckles

looked ghastly, he had nothing to lose and was prepared to

seething with rage, a

you’ve covered

captivating voice was

big rolled into the room like a bowling ball, accompanied by agonized howls.

Byron’s lackey–his secretary!

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