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?"

Judson's eyes lit up with

nodded, amused. "Yes, really. If there's anything you like there, I'll bid on it

absolutely love is you. I'm just happy you're taking me along." Judson grinned and wrapped his arms around Nancy's neck,

slight blush crept onto Nancy's cheeks. "Okay, enough with

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

Even after they got married, she had never

seemed to be looking

the phone rang, shattering the tender moment. Nancy glanced at the caller ID, about to answer, when Judson quickly leaned in and picked up the call

word in, Judson snapped, "Baldrick, what do you want with my wife now?" Normally, Baldrick would have retorted back, but he sounded urgent. "Nancy, something's happened!" Nancy's fingers paused,

voice was grave. "Alice was in a car accident. You need to drive Nancy to the hospital first, and I'll explain

sharp nod, turning to Nancy who was already on her feet,

thought for a moment. "Nancy, Alice is the model headlining the

clenched into fists, a sinking feeling settling in

her hand in his, squeezing gently. "Nancy, don't worry. We'll handle this. Let's get

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