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

Chapter 202

Judson stood there, his face a mixture of guilt and quiet resolve, while Nancy's expression was clouded with worry and anger.

"Judson," Nancy began, her voice sharp yet tinged with concern, "I know Cyrus couldn't lay a finger on you, and even with Lenard holding him back, you could've dodged that kick."

She glanced at Judson, battered and bruised, with a broken leg. Her heart twisted at the sight. Despite herself, she admitted she was worried. Judson had come through for her more times than she could count, always at the crucial moments.

Judson caught the troubled look on Nancy's face. He hung his head, feeling the weight of her disappointment. "Nancy, I didn't mean to ignore you. I was just scared-scared you'd leave me for him." Nancy's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and something else. She grabbed his shirt collar, her voice steady yet fierce. "Judson, did you ever ask if I'd choose him? Or do you just enjoy making me worry?" Judson shook his head quickly, then nodded, his expression earnest. "I mean, if it means you care about me, then yeah, a little." His voice was hopeful. "But, Nancy, will you ever choose him?"

"Not in this lifetime!" Nancy bit out, her voice firm. "If I was going to choose him, why would I be here now?"

From the moment she had cut ties with her past, she had chosen Judson.

words, Judson let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. He nuzzled his face against her hand, a small chuckle escaping. "Nancy, hearing you say that makes me

her expression remained stern. "Will there be

that seemed to burn. "As long as I know you love me, I

was low, filled with a raw vulnerability. "I'm terrified someone else will take you away. Promise me

a confusing whirl of emotions. She knew it

that. I'll go get a doctor to

going to take her away

about to open her eyes, Judson's soft voice reached her ears. "Sleep, Nancy. I'm not going anywhere." Comforted by his

casting long shadows through

room creaked open quietly. Michael Ferguson peeked in, a mischievous grin curling

"Judson..." he started.

instant, Judson's eyes snapped open, shooting a warning look