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

Chapter 110

"Boom-" A mouthful of blood splattered onto the floor.

The remaining men froze, completely taken aback by Judson's brutal blow, before turning on their heels to flee.

But they didn't get far. They were stopped in their tracks at the doorway by the chilling presence of a gun barrel aimed at their heads.

Michael held the gun with a chilling grin, his voice calm as if discussing the weather: "Did I say you could leave? Back inside."

The men, now terrified, retreated a couple of steps without a word.

Judson draped his coat over Nancy, who was barely standing on her own. If it weren't for Judson's arm around her waist, she'd have collapsed by now.

"Judson..." Nancy clutched his shirt collar, waves of heat washing over her body.

In that moment, it felt like the world had shrunk to just her and Judson.

Judson held Nancy close. "Nancy, I'm here."

As she inhaled the subtle sandalwood scent from Judson, Nancy was about to speak but everything went black as she fainted.

quickly scooping her up in

scene and remarked, "It must be the drugs kicking in. She couldn't handle it and

mask of fury, his

Lucy pay

her pay for daring to drug

voice was cold, leaving no room for doubt about his

in a long time, and he nodded quickly, "Understood. I'll make sure to settle this

Judson was already carrying

soon fell

before him, "You've got some nerve, messing with Lena. Should

Ferguson, it was that bitch Lucy who made

"Mr. Ferguson!"

others gasped and dropped to

-

I realize my mistake, please spare

don't want to die. It was all Lucy's doing. I'll do whatever you ask from here on

back at the

ever since Nancy went to the restroom.