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

Chapter 42

Listening to the high decibels and astonishment through the phone, Nancy couldn't help but chuckle, "Sweetheart, calm down."

Lena was her name abroad. She had established her studio before meeting Cyrus. Winnie was the designer and Nancy's friend overseas.

Luckily, she hadn't told Cyrus about it. Otherwise, her move to Ardenweald wouldn't have been peaceful. "But I can't calm down! Why didn't you tell me to pick you up at the airport? You just showed up out of the blue!"

"It was a last-minute decision," Nancy replied with a smile.

Winnie huffed in annoyance, "That's just so like you. But the idea of you actually coming into work is exciting! Wow, the big boss of Lena's Studio is here." Winnie grew more excited. "Boss, thinking about how young you got hitched and shied away from the limelight. It's such a waste! If I had your talent, I'd be the world's leading designer."

Mentioning getting hitched young, Nancy lowered her gaze and laughed mockingly, "So, I've decided to focus on my career and not on love."

Winnie froze. "Lena, are you saying you got a divorce?"

"Yes, I got divorced. My husband let me down," Nancy had come to terms with it.

breath, "Boss, no man in this world deserves you!

office tomorrow." Nancy looked out the car window at the villas before ending the

she got out and

marriage to Cyrus was meant to be for life, but he walked out halfway through. It was fortunate she hadn't shared much about Cyrus with her colleagues at the

and Cyrus back home, everyone was too busy, and the headlines abroad didn't match those at home. No one knew she was married

before her villa, about to unlock

sensed danger as a large hand reached from behind her, gripping her neck tightly. Meanwhile, she

I'll

making breathing difficult. She

Cyrus. His green eyes were fierce, carrying a threat.

shoot..." Nancy struggled to lift her hand, grabbing the man's

and pinning Nancy

the guy's smell, a weird combo of blood, some intense hormones,

this close to any man other than Cyrus, and her body instinctively tried to

harshly commanded, "Did I