Chapter 594

Nydia felt as if she’d plunged into an icy abyss, a hurricane of cold dread rising from her trembling chest. Her cheeks, once flushed with embarrassment, now drained of color, her pallor heartbreaking to behold.

She stared into Mrs. Dempsey’s tear–filled eyes, seeing through the facade of her performance to the disdain she harbored within.

In the past, Nydia might have turned on her heel and fled to a lonely corner to wallow in self–pity and tears.

But this time, a reckless courage surged through her, a daring to confront the Dempsey clan head–on.

All she did was love Jason.

Was love a crime? Why should she bow to them?

If she ran now, tail between her legs, wouldn’t she be admitting that Mrs. Dempsey’s words were true?

“Ms. Nydia, did you understand what I’ve said?” Mrs. Dempsey maintained her frail demeanor, yet her tone was icy.

Jason’s broad shoulders quivered, the veins in his neck bulging as if they might burst, “Why lash out at me? How can you, as an elder, say such things to the woman I love? What has Nydia done to deserve this?”

“Jason, how dare you speak to your mother like this! You’re way out of line!” Dave finally lost his patience and scolded sharply.

This was a first for Dave, feeling both anger and astonishment.

for this woman, had turned

adept at manipulating men’s hearts, had shifted his son’s nature. If she continued to influence him, Jason would

what have I done? I merely shared some womanly insights with Nydia, which you wouldn’t understand. Can you comprehend them? Ms. Nydia, you are the daughter of Chairman Emeric and Myra. Though not born to the main wife like Ms. Evadne, you too are his daughter, raised with

buzzed with rage, his vision blurring at the sight of

same nurturing mother who

when did her

contracted slightly.

measures, how would the Dempsey family save face? How would Jason

gaze, her voice calm and steady, “Mrs. Dempsey, I’m sorry, but I don’t

faces twisted in shock!

Jason was stunned, the normally gentle and timid woman standing her ground with

say?” Mrs. Dempsey stiffened, taken aback

be blind to this, trying to

she took

hold back, “Though I love Jason deeply, I never intended to cling to him. Neither I nor my family would ever shame the Dempseys or be a burden. Moreover, you claim my sister has been using Jason, trampling his dignity, and that my family

Dempsey were

and why had

he had, he might now be living a life of privilege, possibly as the head of K

if your disdain stems from my mother being Myra, then I’m sorry for your shallow, opportunistic views,” Nydia’s gentle gaze turned steely, her tone growing colder, “I cannot change my origins, nor do I wish to. I’m not ashamed of my mother. Her struggles and sacrifices are something you will never understand or experience. My mother is my pride. But

cheeks burning with shame as

this should be the last time I hear such words from

Nydia’s fearless expression, his heart

always been the quiet one, soft–spoken, like a delicate bunny sheltered in the palm of a

her own limitations, radiant and bold, even casting the shadow of a lady of

No.

Nydia he

his wife choked on her words, finding himself

young girl–it was beneath his dignity; on the other hand, his wife’s

aback, her lips trembling, her mental gears grinding to a halt, her authoritative air

speak, it’s as if we, the Dempsey

how could he resist adding fuel

wounds, “My mother is sick in bed, having just narrowly escaped death, and here I thought you came to visit. Instead, you’ve come to vent your anger. We, the Dempsey family, might not compare to the Ashbournes, we may be of modest means, but we come from

anger, no longer interested in words. He wanted to wring Cedric’s

just because he’s gone that everyone has forgotten. You say you were

if struck at her very

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