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.

lady cross the street, so how could she ignore someone about to fall

to clutch Nydia’s arm, the warmth of her skin

caught his breath, looking at her with gratitude,

far off, Emeric and Jeff were having a

over there? Jeff exclaimed,

Nydia and Byron

little girl is getting quite cozy

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

plead his case, but seeing Emeric’s disinterest, he sighed with a mixture of

that Nydia was not repulsed by him,

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

him hot and bothered.

Byron, Nydia was just the daughter of a mistress; if it weren’t for his disability,

did she have to act so high and mighty?

their lackluster progress, fretted

for some

are you of

over, halted by Bertha’s call, “Where to in such a rush? Can’t you

there’s a small

treating me like a stranger, are you?”

of the Ashbourne heiress is outside

sly glint crossed Bertha’s eyes, “Jason?”

without an invitation, but if Ms. Evadne finds out, she’ll surely help him. That would put Mr. Thaddeus in a

cons.

handle this. Don’t disturb my brother just yet,”

wish, Miss Bertha.”

the secretary departed, Bertha’s mind raced, and she texted Byron:

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

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

Thank you

us, the Chambers family’s hospitality dictates we

fingers curling into an “ok” sign with a

blazed with light, a stark contrast to the

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

invitation, he was left to stand outside,

to let him in. But this was

the words.

as he swallowed down a cocktail of inferiority and

out of his league?”

was inside, and his

the stark disparity in their status was like a fortress wall, denying him even the slightest glimpse of her presence.

we have here? You look familiar,” a mocking, sharp female voice sliced through the

snapped up.

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