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.

in his eye, Cyrus strode forward, reaching

He shifted slightly,

next moment, moving with the swiftness of a panther, Judson launched himself at Cyrus,

speed and stumbled back a couple

Bam-!

turned pale.

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

Judson shot back, his handsome face equally stern. "You think you can just yank my wife around

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

as if

Nancy, on the other hand, found a strange calmness amid Cyrus'

or later, especially after he put a bounty on her online. And with her upcoming collaboration with The NY Group, her public profile was bound to get even bigger.

your tongue? Am I your husband or is it him?

woman, how could

again, aiming at Cyrus. "You don't

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

Cyrus lunged at Judson, and they traded blows, neither bothering to