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

Chapter 116

The doctor finally finished his procedures and turned to Judson, his voice trembling slightly. "Mr. Buchanan, although there's an antidote for Lust, it can't fully cure it. The best remedy is physical contact..."

Judson's face was serious as he nodded in acknowledgment.

With that, the doctor quietly left the room, closing the door softly behind him.

The large room fell quiet again. Judson watched Nancy as she slept restlessly, her brow slightly furrowed. His eyes held a deep, thoughtful look.

Gently, he placed a warm hand on her cheek, murmuring, "Nancy, you little heartbreaker, sleeping so peacefully. What am I supposed to do with you?"

Nancy unconsciously nuzzled against his hand, prompting Judson to stand abruptly. He lit a calming lavender-scented candle to soothe the room.

After ensuring Nancy was deep in sleep, Judson picked up his phone and stepped outside, letting the cold breeze clear his thoughts.

When Michael answered the call, he was clearly taken aback. "Hey, Jud, you done already? The night's not even over yet!"

Judson's face darkened. "Are you asking for a beating?"

Michael sensed something was off. "Wait a minute, you didn't... you didn't even touch her, did you?"

"Cut the nonsense," Judson snapped, his irritation mounting. "Has the Allen family started pushing back?" "They've started, but it's not doing much. Lucy's photos have gone completely viral."

changed the subject. "Oh, by the way, after you and Nancy left, Baldrick

Michael chuckled knowingly. "Judson, it seems Baldrick's got his eyes

need," Judson replied, his gaze cutting like a knife. "Just make sure he never shows his face in Ardenweald

tolerate a rival lingering around

only one who had a

the Allen

Smack-

face, sending her sprawling to the

could I not?" Albert seethed, his eyes blazing with anger. "You've

man entered the room,

now won't help," the young man said, helping

at Hackett, her voice choked with

the internet, and there are even

grave. "Lucy, do you know

cunning face flashed in Lucy's mind, filling

ruthless player from the Ferguson

Hackett spoke, Lucy felt the color drain from her face. "You mean... Michael?! The one who controls all

and he's ordered the trending topic

was inscrutable. "But that's not