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

Chapter 59

Without waiting for Judson to simmer down, Orlando gazed at Nancy with deep affection, "Lena, it's getting late. Let me drive you home."

Nancy arched an eyebrow, not even bothering to open her mouth to reply.

Judson immediately stepped before her, a cold smirk on his face. "Thanks, but no need. I'll take my wife home."

He grabbed Nancy's hand, pulling her up, "Babe, let's head home!"

As his words fell, he didn't give Nancy a chance to speak and tugged her away.

Orlando watched, a surge of irritation chasing his thoughts as he followed them out.

"Nancy, wait here for me. I'll bring the car around," Judson said, holding Nancy's hand but shooting

Orlando a warning look. As if to say: Try to take my wife, I dare you!

frustration bubbled up in Orlando, and he turned to Nancy with a

up on my

what to say

usually high quality. Maybe it's time to let him go. I'm off

to be the one when Nancy treated him merely as a business partner? In what way was he inferior

caught Orlando's words, her gaze inadvertently falling on Judson in the distance, a subtle confusion in her

Judson go sooner rather than later. After all, his dependency on her was nothing but a facade. They

shadows, a black

Ann watched the scene with a distorted expression. The thought of Orlando looking at Nancy with such affection and the fact that he had forcefully sent her to prison, even risking a fallout with the powerful Harris

she was, forced to hide for two years before returning. It

the accelerator as the car lunged

the car door, Judson heard the commotion and turned, his eyes

"Babe, watch out!"

Judson's shout, Nancy turned just in time to see the car speeding toward her, her pupils dilating

lost all composure, shouting

forward, another figure moved