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

Chapter 62

Her expression always took her back to a decade ago, when she was trying to fit in, miles away from her comfort zone, living on someone else's terms.

Suddenly, Judson seemed to sense something, looking up at Nancy. "Nancy, that wicked woman bumped into you. Are you hurt?"

Nancy quickly shook her head. "No." It might seem she was hurt, but she knew Judson had protected her exceptionally well, not even a scratch.

Judson sighed in relief, his body visibly relaxing, clearly exhausted. "Nancy, I'm so tired. Will you stay with me? I'm scared."

Looking at Judson's pale face, Nancy sat down. "Sure, sleep."

With that, Judson lay down on the bed, holding Nancy's hand tightly as the IV dripped into his vein, and he closed his eyes with fatigue.

Almost at the same time, the phone rang. It was Orlando.

Nancy immediately stood up. Seeing Judson wasn't awakened by the ring, she quickly took the phone and stepped outside.

As the door closed, Judson opened his eyes again, watching the direction Nancy left, a thoughtful smirk playing on his lips.

He picked up the phone from the table and typed a message.

[Find out what happened between Cyrus and Nancy this year. Also, cut off the Harris family. Leave no stone unturned.]

the room, Nancy answered

was too late. Ann's plane has already taken off..." Nancy's pupils contracted

you to the Harris family. If they don't hand over Ann, I will expose

you and Judson get justice for

won't be enough to threaten the Harris family. They won't hand over

the backing

digging up dirt on the Harris family to send to Evergreen Global!" Only if Evergreen Global cut ties with the Harris family and their wrongdoings got exposed would it pose a real threat to them. If Evergreen Global

leave

off it, anyway. You stay at the hospital and look after Judson. I'll handle the

Judson's pale face. "Let's proceed with that.

had to return to avoid Judson waking

about Judson. It

re-entered the room. Looking at the man still sleeping on the bed, his delicate features, unable to hide

chair and sat down again, closing her eyes as an indescribable fatigue washed over her, spreading from the depths of her heart. She

and as Nancy drifted between sleep and wakefulness, she felt engulfed in a warm embrace, the familiar scent

eyes,

voice whispered in her ear, "Babe,

deepened, leaving only the sound

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