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.

of Judson having been with Nancy consuming him. He leaned in, trying to claim her with a kiss, driven by a singular need: to possess her

on the back of her head. The searing kiss landed at the corner of her mouth. Nancy pushed against him, but Cyrus held

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

Bang!

growling voice filled the room, tinged with an edge of distress.

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 barely

Thud!

crashing into the couch, his anger flaring even hotter. "Judson, who the hell do you think

glance, his focus solely on Nancy. He took in the red marks

gently brushing against Nancy's lip as if wiping

do. Instinctively, she gripped his hand. "Judson, you don't

at Judson, fist raised. "Who said you