His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 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.

helped an old lady cross the street, so how could she ignore someone about to fall right before

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

breath, looking at her

far off, Emeric and Jeff

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

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

is getting quite cozy

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,

plead his case, but seeing Emeric’s disinterest,

charmer, a regular Casanova. Seeing that Nydia was not repulsed by him, he exhausts every

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

him hot

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

did she have to act so high

their lackluster progress, fretted

was time for some

are you of

call, “Where to in such a

there’s a small issue,” the secretary

treating me like

the Ashbourne heiress is outside

glint crossed Bertha’s

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

cons.

I’ll handle this. Don’t disturb my brother

wish,

departed, Bertha’s mind raced, and she

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

that ruby–encrusted

you

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

her fingers curling into an

light, a stark contrast to the

he listened to the cold, mechanical tone of the phone shutting off. The festive glow that surrounded him felt like an arsenal of blades piercing

invitation, he was left to stand outside, a silent

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

the words.

swallowed down a cocktail

really out of his

his longing for her bordered

fortress wall,

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

snapped up.

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