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

Chapter 132

Nancy felt a shiver run down her spine as Judson's intense gaze bore into her. She instinctively looked away, only for his strong hand to firmly grasp her chin, turning her face back towards him.

"Nancy, look into my eyes!" Judson's voice was low and dangerous, his eyes narrowed.

Her jaw ached slightly from the pressure, and Nancy had no choice but to meet his gaze. "I'm looking, Judson, just let go..."

"Liar. You haven't been taking care of yourself at all!" Judson retorted, a note of frustration in his voice. "Nancy, you're my wife. If you don't care about yourself, I sure as hell do."

By the end of his sentence, Judson's eyes were glistening with unshed tears. "I don't want to be a widower before my time!"

Nancy chuckled and gave Judson a playful shove. "You're worrying too much, scaring yourself over nothing!"

Judson, now a little disgruntled, looked at her with a silent reproach, his deep eyes misty.

Seeing that expression, Nancy's heart softened. "Alright, don't be mad. After we finish the deal with Baldrick tomorrow, how about I take you to the charity auction?"

lit up with

amused. "Yes, really. If there's anything you like there, I'll

me along." Judson grinned and wrapped his arms around Nancy's neck, planting a quick kiss on

the warmth of his kiss, a slight blush crept onto Nancy's cheeks.

he would surprise her with sudden kisses. And she had come to

Cyrus. Even after they got married, she had never been comfortable

clearly pleased, seemed to be

ID, about to answer, when

with my wife now?" Normally, Baldrick would have retorted back, but he sounded urgent. "Nancy, something's happened!" Nancy's fingers paused, her heart skipping a beat. Judson frowned, his brow furrowed. "Speak

accident. You need to drive Nancy to the hospital first, and I'll

sharp nod, turning to Nancy who was

"Nancy, Alice is the model

fists, a sinking feeling settling in

gently. "Nancy, don't worry. We'll

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