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

Chapter 183

While Nancy was talking, Judson suddenly turned his head and caught Cyrus swinging a whiskey bottle right at him.

In almost a blink, the bottle was about to crash onto Judson's head.

Crash-

Judson stopped the falling bottle with one hand and, using the other, full of speed, punched Cyrus right in the head.

Cyrus barely had time to react before the punch sent him stumbling backward, his body finally coming to a stop with a thud against a chair.

"Judson!" Nancy exclaimed, her eyes wide with worry as she noticed the blood trickling down Judson's right arm. She immediately took his hand, gently but urgently.

"Nancy, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt," Judson reassured her, his large hand enveloping hers.

Cyrus watched as Nancy gazed at Judson, her eyes filled with a kind of concern she had never shown

hím. As he lay on the ground from Judson's blow, he realized Nancy didn't even spare him a glance. Enraged, Cyrus demanded, "Nancy, I'm your husband! How can you care about another man?" Nancy's face darkened at his words, the warmth in her eyes replaced by cold disdain.

a husband. You make me

across his face as he stared

Nancy snapped, recalling how Cyrus had tried to force himself on her

how could I have been so

like ice water. He felt as if he were sinking into

you regret marrying

couldn't mean it! They

no warmth in her eyes. "If I'd known the kind of person you really were, I never

Cyrus was left speechless.

get you to a hospital," Nancy

he wasn't

still simmered with anger, wanting to give Cyrus another beating, but hearing

more rewarding than any

towering over Cyrus who sat on

man.

said? If you keep bothering her, don't be surprised when