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

Chapter 212

Judson lifted his chin with a satisfied smile. Nancy's glory was his glory too.

His Nancy deserved to be admired by everyone.

The Little Golden Awards were unlike any fashion show. Though it had a red carpet, it was more about films than the catwalk. However, Potter teamed up with Michael, the awards' biggest investor, to host a live runway show. Once the stars strutted down the runway, they could take their seats.

This year's Little Golden Awards drew in every big-name celebrity you could think of, especially since Lena had recently become the talk of the town. The buzz was electric, and the place was jam-packed with fans waving glow sticks, making the atmosphere nothing short of a carnival.

Backstage, Cyrus gripped a bouquet, poised to walk in, but someone stopped him right at the entrance. "Sorry, no entry backstage," the staff member said, firm.

Cyrus frowned, saying, "Lena is my wife. Why can't I see my own wife?"

staff hesitated, glancing at the handsome man in front of him. But before he

already seated in the

to face Lenard. "I just want to see Nancy for a second. I'll leave right

"The stars are changing outfits. What do you think you're doing, sneaking in?" He signaled to the staff, "Escort

time. "Sir, if you don't leave now,

Plus, I did see Judson seated in the audience." Cyrus hesitated. Though he hated to admit it, he didn't want to cause trouble for Nancy. Frustrated, he turned on his heel, clutching the flowers, and made his

on t lips. In the backstage chaos, he was the guardian, ensuring no one disrupted his

quickly spotted Judson and strode over,

at the man approaching him, his serene, almost ethereal face showing a hint of sarcasm. "Don't

at that. "Judson, you treacherous scoundrel. How are you still

reach his eyes. "I hear you've been haunting Nancy's studio, and yet, she hasn't been