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.

to claim her with

to dodge, but his hand was already clamped firmly on the back of her head. The searing

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

Bang!

with a thud. A low, growling voice filled the room, tinged with an edge

to see Judson, moving with the lethal grace of a panther, charging towards them. His fist, powered by raw fury, swung with a speed that was utterly unexpected. Cyrus

Thud!

flaring even hotter. "Judson, who the hell do you think you are to

a glance, his focus solely on Nancy. He took in the red marks on her neck and the split on her lip with a dark,

wait here for me," Judson said, his thumb gently brushing against Nancy's lip as if

she gripped his

could finish, Cyrus, seething with rage, charged at Judson, fist raised. "Who said