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?"

exposed, but Cyrus' harsh words finally broke her. "Then don't welcome me! Maybe

believe Nancy's words. "A divorce?

silence only fueled Cyrus'

you were taken advantage of before. With your history of falling so easily, maybe it was you who seduced him, wasn't

her world stop at his accusation, a curse she thought she had escaped. Hearing Cyrus say those words felt like a final blow, confirming

him felt a pang of regret, but jealousy clouded his judgment.

you, drop the idea of

with his face, a slap that echoed

and frustration pouring out

Get out, Cyrus! I don't want

face stung, his temper flaring, yet seeing Nancy's distraught figure made him bite back his anger, a bitter taste