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.

could

the opportunity to clutch Nydia’s arm, the warmth

his breath, looking at her with gratitude,

off, Emeric and Jeff were

over there? Jeff exclaimed, patting Emeric on

noting Nydia and Byron chatting amicably, his brows

little girl is

Avery, it’d be awkward for both, and unfair to Nydia. Byron has mentioned to me more than once how much

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

injury, was quite the charmer, a regular Casanova. Seeing that Nydia was not repulsed by him, he exhausts every trick to entertain her.

his attempts at humor, and Byron’s

hot and bothered.

daughter of a mistress; if it weren’t for his disability, why would he have chosen her?

did she have to act so high and

progress, fretted for her brother.

time for some

are you of

Bertha’s call, “Where to in such a rush?

Bertha, there’s a small

You’re not treating me like a

former secretary of the Ashbourne

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

he Mr. Thaddeus’s rival? His timing seems 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 secretary was a loyal henchman, analyzing

cons.

disturb my brother just

wish,

the secretary departed, Bertha’s mind raced, and

door. I’m going to chase him off for you. How

that ruby–encrusted necklace? Consider it

Thank you so

the Chambers family’s hospitality dictates we shouldn’t send him

a wicked smirk, her fingers curling into an “ok” sign with a sinister twist.

light, a stark contrast to the desolate chill

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

an invitation, he was left to stand outside, a silent sentinel.

mistress, ask her to let him in. But this was personal, and

the words.

he swallowed down a cocktail of inferiority

really out

and his

a fortress wall, denying him even the

well, who do we have here? You look familiar,” a

snapped up.

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