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

Chapter 163

Cyrus stood in front of Nancy, his face twisted with rage and desperation. Nancy, however, wore a calm and almost mocking smile. "If you touched Hayley," she said, her voice as cool as a winter breeze, "then Judson didn't touch me either."

"Nancy!" Cyrus' mind went blank with a deafening roar. In an instant, all reason vanished, replaced by a blinding fury.

His hands shot out, gripping Nancy's neck tightly. "How could you-"

Whack!

Nancy's hand flew out, delivering a sharp slap to Cyrus' cheek. The sting sent a jolt through him, and he tightened his grip on her neck. "Nancy, do you have a death wish?" he hissed.

Pain radiated from her throat, making it hard to breathe, but Nancy didn't beg for mercy. Her eyes were cold and filled with disdain.

the thought of Judson having been with Nancy consuming him. He leaned in, trying to claim her

hers, Nancy tensed, her instincts screaming to dodge, but his hand was already clamped firmly on the back of her

were cut off abruptly as Cyrus moved in for another kiss. Nancy's eyes flashed with revulsion and defiance.

Bang!

growling voice filled the room, tinged with an edge of distress. "Nancy, why haven't you-Cyrus!

them. His fist, powered by raw fury, swung with a speed that was utterly unexpected. Cyrus barely had time to register the danger before Judson was

Thud!

his anger flaring even hotter. "Judson, who

Nancy. He took in the red marks on her neck and the split on her lip

thumb gently brushing against Nancy's lip as if

understand what Judson intended to do. Instinctively, she gripped his hand. "Judson, you don't need to lower yourself to

charged at Judson, fist raised. "Who said