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!

Orlando, and he turned to Nancy

showed up on my doorstep," Nancy

know what to say

Orlando couldn't resist saying, "A doorstep delivery isn't usually high quality. Maybe it's time to let him

get to be the one when Nancy treated him merely

words, her gaze inadvertently falling on Judson in the

sooner rather than later. After all, his dependency on her was nothing but a facade. They weren't

shadows,

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

had a handsome husband yet kept other men on a string. And there she was, forced to

on the accelerator as

the car door, Judson heard the commotion and

"Babe, watch out!"

shout, Nancy turned just in time to see

commotion, Orlando lost all

rushed forward, another