Chapter 597

“Come on, Jason, don’t you ever think that.” Nydia cradled the damp cheeks of her man, her eyes rimming with urgency an redness Each tear he shed seemed to carve both deep and shallow pits into her heart.

No one knew just how strong her Jason was better than she did. He had been her elder brother and sister’s right–hand man, the sharp blade in their hands

But today, for her, this towering pillar of a man had hidden away, weeping silently in the solitude of the kitchen

How much anguish must he endure to strip away his pride, to cast aside his armor, and stand so forlorn?

Jason’s eyes fell, his long lashes damp. His voice was a raspy whisper of hurt, “Nydia, you’re the golden girl of the Ashbourne family, the treasured daughter of Chairman Emeric and Mrs. Myra, the beloved sister of President Ashbourne and Ms. Evadne. I’ve watched you grow up, remember you as a carefree child, lollipop in mouth, trailing behind your sister with such endearing Innocence”

“If it weren’t for me, I can’t bear to think how much happier your days could be. But my family’s ruined your happiness”

Nydia shook her head, tears mingling with her pleas.

She feared he would spiral into self–destructive thoughts.

Jason’s sobs grew thicker, his teeth clenched with a fury that almost shattered them, “Seeing you humiliated by them today, I just

tiptoes, sealing his feverish lips with a passionate k*ss, eyes closed, lost

her thinly veiled bosom, the

him, a fiery serpent winding its way to

Plop–plop-

in the pot bubbled over, jarring them from

stove,” Nydia’s voice was a breathy

back to reality, turned off the burner in a fluster, cleaning up the

“Look at me, I

insisted, hurling herself into his arms like a koala, “Jason, you are

remember, you’re so important to me. And stop with the gloomy talk. I

in mock anger, dispelling

the bitterness of love. Even Debby, now the First Lady, faced many trials before she and her husband could be together. Our family objected to their age difference, her husband’s frail health, and all the political campaigning she had to endure. Dad

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it turned out. Debby’s persistence paid off. Her husband adores her. They’ve found their happiness, making sweet music together.”

won’t you? The happiness you give me won’t be any less

lips pressing

were clasped tightly around his heart, his life, his

I swear, this is the last time I won’t let you suffer

her, vowing. “My last name may be Dempsey, but from the moment they

yet worried. “Jason.”

no family

with helplessness but also with release. “From now on, I am just

you have no family?”

furrowed, her fingertip silencing his lips, “With me, you have a family. My family is

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