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.

that his normally sensible and considerate youngest, for

men’s hearts, had shifted his son’s nature. If she continued to influence

anger as she glared at Nydia, “And 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 a fine education, understanding, and

his vision blurring at the sight of the woman before

same nurturing mother who raised him?

when did her

pupils contracted

too thought his wife had gone too far, but without such measures, how would the

voice calm and steady, “Mrs. Dempsey, I’m sorry,

twisted in

gentle and timid

you say?” Mrs. Dempsey stiffened, taken aback by the young

truly in love. You pretend to be blind to this, trying to tear

she took

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,

Mrs. Dempsey were shocked–godson?

and why had Jason

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

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 I will not blame you for your disdain

with shame as

this should be the last time I hear such

Nydia’s fearless expression,

soft–spoken, like a delicate bunny sheltered in the palm of a

Nydia seemed to have suddenly matured, breaking through her own limitations, radiant and bold,

No.

herself, the Nydia

as his wife choked on her words,

to bickering with a young girl–it was beneath his dignity; on the other hand, his wife’s sharp tongue had indeed gone too

lips trembling, her mental

way you speak, it’s as if we, the Dempsey family, can’t recognize true worth,

a fan fanning the flames, how could he resist adding fuel to the fire?

“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 a lineage of integrity. We wouldn’t just let any girl with a questionable past into our home. That’s

clenched in anger, no longer interested in words. He wanted to wring

that everyone has forgotten. You say you were forced,

if struck at her

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