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.

Lenard finally snapped out of his daze,

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

head only to meet Judson's gaze, towering above

Lenard could feel an intense chill emanating from Judson, freezing the air around them. For reasons unknown, Lenard felt a fear

were a cold abyss. He scoffed coldly before turning to

behind, Lenard shuddered at the memory of Judson's glare, realizing it wasn't an

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

Judson was half-kneeling beside Nancy, his hands on either side of her

me? It's all my fault. Seeing another guy hugging you... Babe, please don't be mad, okay?" "Don't call me babe. Use my name!" Nancy frowned.

and

Nancy was helpless.

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

a glare.

look

creepy when he laughs. Send him away. I

widened in disbelief, pointing at himself.