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.

cross the street, so how could she ignore someone about

Nydia’s arm, the warmth of her skin sending his heart into

caught his breath, looking at her with gratitude,

far off, Emeric and Jeff were having a

exclaimed, patting

lazily, noting Nydia and Byron chatting amicably, his

your little girl is getting quite

to me more than once how much he likes Nydia. It’s rare for him to talk about fancying

Emeric’s disinterest, he sighed with a

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

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

him hot

a mistress; if it weren’t for his disability, why would he

have to act so

their lackluster progress, fretted for

was time for some underhanded

are you of

call, “Where to in such a rush? Can’t you see my brother is

small issue,” the secretary hedged

me like a stranger, are you?”

of the Ashbourne heiress is

sly glint crossed Bertha’s eyes,

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.

disturb my brother just yet,” Bertha drawled.

you wish, Miss Bertha.”

secretary departed, Bertha’s mind raced, and she texted

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

that

you so much!]

the man has come to us, the Chambers family’s hospitality dictates we shouldn’t send him away empty–handed.]

fingers curling into

with light, a stark contrast

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

invitation, he was left to stand outside, a silent

in.

the words.

dropped, Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed down a cocktail

really out of

woman he loved was inside, and his longing for her bordered on

disparity in their status was 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

snapped up.

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