The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 36

When Cyrus removed Nancy's jacket, he saw her white blouse, two buttons undone, revealing more than intended. Even the fabric over her shoulders appeared torn.

Cyrus was livid, his hands finding Nancy's neck in a grip fueled by betrayal. "Nancy, how dare you! I asked you to sign a contract, and you dare seduce Baldrick? If I hadn't had a private investigator on your tail, I'd be clueless about being cuckolded."

Nancy's breathing hitched, her face turning pale as Cyrus' words cut deep. "Isn't this what you wanted?" she sneered, mocking him to have left her to a scumbag like Ogden for Hayley.

Cyrus had it all wrong. He couldn't fathom Nancy's admission. In his mind, rationality had deserted him, especially with images of Nancy and Baldrick in a compromising embrace, her wearing Baldrick's jacket, fueling his rage.

In a fit of anger, Cyrus pushed Nancy down on the couch, starting to tear at her blouse. "You turned me down but let Baldrick touch you? Are you keeping yourself for him?" he accused, his words laced with venom. "The Robertson family would never approve of someone like you. If it weren't for you saving my mother, do you think the Gordon family would've welcomed you?"

don't welcome me! Maybe we should get a divorce, Cyrus. Consider it me realizing my

red and fury, and he couldn't believe Nancy's words. "A

ensuing silence only fueled Cyrus' misunderstandings

her, "no wonder you were taken advantage of before. With your history of

a curse she thought she had escaped. Hearing Cyrus say those words felt like a

turned ghostly pale and her body shook uncontrollably. A part of him felt a pang of regret, but jealousy clouded his judgment.

warning you, drop the idea of leaving

he could finish, Nancy's hand connected with his face, a slap that echoed

and frustration pouring out with each

had enough! Get out, Cyrus! I

Nancy's distraught figure made him bite back his anger, a bitter taste