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

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

breath, looking at her with gratitude, Thank

Emeric and Jeff were having

over there? Jeff exclaimed, patting Emeric on the

Byron chatting amicably,

seems your little girl is getting quite cozy with

ever the matchmaker, chimed in, “Avery was head over heels for Evadne, everyone knew it. 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, Emeric, you

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

charmer, a regular Casanova. Seeing that Nydia was not repulsed by

at humor, and Byron’s efforts were like

hot and bothered.

was just the daughter of a mistress; if it weren’t for his disability, why would he have

did she have to

lackluster progress, fretted for her

time for some

are you of

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

Bertha, there’s a small issue,” the

treating me like

former secretary of the Ashbourne heiress is outside

glint crossed Bertha’s

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

cons.

well done. I’ll handle this. Don’t disturb my brother just

you wish, Miss Bertha.”

departed, Bertha’s mind raced, and she texted

chase him off for you. How will you thank me,

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

Thank you

us, the Chambers family’s hospitality

curling into an “ok” sign with a sinister twist.

stark contrast to

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

left to

mistress, ask her to let him in. But this was personal, and he just couldn’t

the words.

he swallowed down a

really out of his league?”

was inside, and his

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

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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