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.

strode forward, reaching out

quicker, though. He shifted slightly, allowing Nancy to

next moment, moving with the swiftness of a

and stumbled back

Bam-!

immediately turned pale. "Mr.

darker as he glared coldly

think you can just yank my wife around like that? You must be out of your

feeling a fire ignite within him.

it was as if

married to!" Nancy, on the other hand, found a strange calmness amid Cyrus' interrogation. Yes, she

on her online. And with her upcoming collaboration with The NY Group, her public profile was

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

woman, how could you

expression turned increasingly dark. Just as she was about to respond, Judson raised his fist again, aiming at Cyrus. "You don't get to talk to Nancy like that!" Cyrus was forced back again, feeling

"You miserable pretty boy, you think you can take

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