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

Chapter 79

Meanwhile, Judson stayed totally chill on the phone, stirring oatmeal on the stove. "Not bad," he said, completely unfazed.

There was a brief silence on the other end. "Just not bad, huh? I said we should take him out, and you're not into it. You've gone soft, Judson. I hardly recognize you anymore."

Judson frowned in correction. "It's not that I don't want to. It's just not the right time yet."

Judson had his reasons for disliking Baldrick but had discovered that Baldrick had stood up for Nancy a few times when Cyrus was giving her trouble.

Baldrick punched Cyrus for Nancy, enough for Judson not to want to harm him seriously.

"It sounds like you've got your plans." The caller mused, "So, when are you planning to return? I can hardly wait for your return.'

"What's the rush? Let's wait for the next guy to make his move. Now, stop bothering me. I'm trying to make oatmeal here," Judson replied, annoyed.

This time, it was the caller who was shocked. "What did you say? Oatmeal? I thought you said you'd only cook for your dream girl. Judson, have you lost your mind, waiting for some goddess?"

Before the word "goddess" could even land, Judson quickly hung up the phone as the sound of the shower turned off.

Judson grabbed the oatmeal he'd prepared but hadn't taken two steps before he paused, his expression pensive.

Nancy had just finished blow-drying her hair and tossed the dryer aside.

The door creaked open, and the next second, Judson poked his head inside. "Nancy, guess what I've got for you?"

"Can I

"I made this

that,

but Judson had handed her the oatmeal. Just one look

noticing it

"Judson, what happened?"

Nancy's concerned eyes, Judson quickly shook his head. "It's nothing,

and yet your hand looks like this?" Nancy's tone was fiery. "I've told you not

accident, not like I did it on purpose. Plus, you promised you'd be back for dinner."

She had said it

eyes, Nancy sighed softly and eventually took out some antiseptic wipes. "Let me clean that up

obediently nodded, tearfully watching

hurt?" Nancy gently asked while

admitted, "A little, but I

becoming gentler and more careful as

more cooking, okay? It's frightening," Nancy said

his bandaged hand and smiled. "Does

pain seemed

paused, then blushed slightly.

that so?" Judson felt a pang of sadness but still smiled. "Then please

then back at the warm

She began to eat.

sleepy. As she was about to speak, Judson came closer. "Go to sleep, Nancy. I'll be right