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

Chapter 51

Nancy glared at Judson, who was leaning against the doorframe. She was clearly not happy. "Just back off!"

She had intended to offer Judson shelter for the night, but he had crossed the line, roughing up Orlando the way he did.

However, Judson pressed forward, barging in and giving Nancy a hard look. A chill seemed to pour off him in waves. Even the air seemed to freeze over.

"Get out. You think I'm truly your wife or something..." Nancy's cold voice trailed off as Judson's strong arms wrapped around her slender waist again, pulling her into a tight embrace before she could react. Judson's familiar scent enveloped her.

"Judson!" Nancy raised her voice in irritation again.

"Nancy, if you won't let me call you my wife, and you won't admit I'm your husband, so, are you seriously saying you're into that blonde homewrecker?"

Nancy was stunned. "Blonde homewrecker? You mean Orlando?"

She should've been furious, yet somehow, the bottom of her heart found the humor in it. "Orlando isn't a homewrecker."

"What's the difference? He's trying to wreck our marriage as the third wheel."

not good-looking, so you

who dared to threaten his marriage with Nancy was a

It wasn't about looks. Judson was too domineering, resorting to violence without a proper conversation. She had considered

a serious

something you ask of me, I'll listen," Judson assured her, his expression

you deeply, although I can't remember our past. My heart aches every time I see you." Nancy remained calm, aware that patients could fabricate

go of me and

seemed puzzled, clearly reluctant

"You said you'd be obedient, right? Then don't question

Nancy with puppy-dog eyes, but

standing outside, barely stable, when Nancy, quick as a

door, Nancy

suppressed sadness, reached her from the other side. "Nancy, are you giving up

my coworker," Nancy paused for seconds before continuing, "Judson, I don't know you.

voice was

almost picture the expression on his face, her lips

station first thing tomorrow. Your

anymore. I won't see you again. I'm going to