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

Chapter 67

Nancy didn't even bother to look up. "More or less."

Lenard was at a loss for words.

"Put me down." Nancy's warning gaze landed on Judson, clearly a bit miffed.

Judson saw her irritation and panicked, quickly setting Nancy down. "Babe, don't be mad. Uh, I care about you too much..."

By the end of his sentence, his eyes were visibly reddening, on the verge of tears.

Lenard's eyes widened in surprise, staring at the scene before him. "Nancy, where did you find this pure soul in that quaint little vineyard?"

"Enough talk." Nancy briskly started walking. "You two, follow me."

Despite having a good rapport with her studio colleagues, Nancy didn't enjoy being the center of

unwanted attention.

snapped out of his daze,

great force. Lenard couldn't stabilize himself and fell face-first to the ground, landing with a

only to meet Judson's gaze, towering

could feel an intense chill emanating from Judson, freezing the air

coldly before turning

as if they were two different people. Left behind, Lenard shuddered at the memory of Judson's glare, realizing it wasn't

like my buddy's got himself a formidable rival." With that thought, Lenard

his hands on either side of her chair,

his forceful demeanor, his eyes were red and teary, a picture of grievance. "Nancy, are you mad at me? It's all my fault.

his voice soft and appeasing, "Babe, you are mad. I don't

Nancy was helpless.

the door open, couldn't help but burst into laughter

a glare. "What's so

Judson's furious look of anger with a hint of menace,

creepy when he laughs. Send him

eyes widened in disbelief, pointing at himself. "What? Creepy? Me, known for