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.

exclaimed in alarm, quickly scooping her up

in. She couldn't handle it and passed out. You should take her home,

of fury, his gaze sweeping over the

barely moved as he seethed, "Make Lucy

her pay for daring to drug

about his intent. Even the air seemed to chill with Judson's

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

Judson

fell into

"You've got some nerve, messing with Lena. Should I take

was

"Mr. Ferguson!"

others gasped and

-

my mistake, please spare

was all Lucy's doing. I'll do whatever

at

Nancy went to the restroom. She'd been gone too