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

Chapter 143

Nancy and Judson were suddenly interrupted, causing them both to look up.

Stepping out of a sleek black car not too far away was Cyrus.

Nancy's gaze met his icy stare unexpectedly, and she felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped over her, making her skin prickle with unease.

Even the haze of alcohol seemed to dissipate almost entirely.

"Uh... Cyrus..." she stammered.

Cyrus' expression was one of barely contained fury, especially at the thought of a stranger holding Nancy so intimately.

He knew all too well that Nancy wouldn't even let him get that close.

The more Cyrus thought about it, the angrier he became, particularly as Nancy was still in that stranger's

arms.

Cyrus strode forward, reaching out to

though. He shifted slightly, allowing Nancy to

with the swiftness of a panther,

Judson's speed and stumbled back a couple

Bam-!

turned

Cyrus' expression even darker as he glared coldly at Judson. "Who the

Nancy's husband!" Judson shot back, his handsome face equally stern. "You think you can just yank my wife around like that? You must be out of

kidding!" Cyrus' face twisted with anger, feeling a fire ignite within him. He turned sharply to

met, and it was as if

"Nancy, tell him! Tell him who you're really married to!" Nancy, on the other hand, found a strange calmness amid Cyrus' interrogation. Yes, she had been flustered when she first saw him, but quickly she

later, especially after he put a bounty on her online. And

or is it him? Where'd you dig up this pretty boy? Did you

could you

increasingly dark. Just as she was about to respond, Judson raised his fist again, aiming at

anger boiled over, "You miserable pretty boy, you think you can take her

at Judson, and they traded blows, neither bothering to defend themselves, each punch landing with