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.

the street, so how could she

arm, the warmth of her skin sending

his breath, looking at her with gratitude, Thank

far off, Emeric and Jeff were having

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

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

girl is getting quite cozy with

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

but seeing Emeric’s disinterest, he sighed with a mixture

before his injury, was quite the charmer, a regular Casanova. Seeing that Nydia was not repulsed by him,

aloof, uninterested in his attempts at humor, and Byron’s

hot and bothered.

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

to

their lackluster progress,

was time for some

are you of

over, halted by Bertha’s call, “Where to in

a small issue,” the secretary

treating me like a

the Ashbourne heiress

glint crossed Bertha’s

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 brother just yet,”

you wish, Miss

Bertha’s mind raced, and she texted

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

that ruby–encrusted necklace? Consider it

you so

man has come to us, the Chambers family’s hospitality

into an “ok” sign with

with light, a stark

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

invitation, he was left to

reach out to the young mistress, ask her to let him in. But this was

the words.

bobbing as he swallowed

he really out of his league?”

inside, and his longing

was like a fortress wall, denying him even

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

snapped up.

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