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

Chapter 103

Wilma was getting more and more worked up. "Caleb told me you've been doing nothing but drinking and you haven't touched a bite of food. Are you seriously trying to starve yourself just to make Nancy feel guilty? Well, let me tell you, that's not going to happen!"

With that, Wilma slapped Cyrus hard across the face. Smack-

Caleb hadn't expected Wilma to get physical, and his expression shifted. "My lady." "This is none of your business. Get out!" Wilma snapped, her voice filled with anger.

Wilma might have been getting on in years, but that didn't mean she'd lost her edge. Caleb didn't dare to argue, so he quietly backed out of the room.

Wilma looked at the red mark on Cyrus' face and then at his vacant, defeated expression. A deep, indescribable sadness welled up inside her.

"Cyrus, do you really think Nancy would be heartbroken to see you like this? Or are you planning to just give up on her?"

Hearing Wilma's words seemed to finally break through to Cyrus. He looked up sharply, his voice rising, "No, I won't give up on Nancy! I'll find her. She's just mad at me, and she must be waiting for me to come and make things right!"

Wilma sighed, watching Cyrus teeter on the edge of an emotional breakdown.

then ventured, "Cyrus, does Nancy know

Hayley wouldn't dare tell her,"

an eyebrow, not buying it. "Then why did Nancy

moment. I didn't mean it. I never wanted to be apart from Nancy." By the end, Cyrus' eyes were red, and his hands were clutching his head in despair. "I just didn't think Nancy would get so upset, would leave like that. I

how could she be so petty? She must be waiting for me to

how can you even suggest

down the stairs. She almost miscarried. That's why I said

"Bullshit!"

her usual decorum. "Nancy's not that kind of person. Unless she knew Hayley was

eyes widened in disbelief. "No, no way, Mom. You don't know anything. Nancy doesn't know Hayley is...you know. She

feelings of frustration and pity washing over her as she faced Cyrus' persistent denial. Finally, she sighed softly, "Believe what

Wilma turned and

back into the

dazed, his mind replaying his