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

Chapter 249

Cyrus glanced at the dirt Lucy had sent him about Baldrick, a glint flashing in his eyes. "Get ready," he said, determination threading through his voice. "I'm sending you abroad right away."

No matter if it was Baldrick, Judson, or even Michael, he would deal with each of them. He was certain he could take Nancy away from here, back to the home that was rightfully theirs.

Once they were back, there would be no one to interfere with their relationship. He and Nancy could finally return to the way things used to be.

"Cyrus is like a mad dog," Ramona huffed, her voice thick with disdain. "Lena, you were way too good to be involved with someone like that."

Nancy kept her expression calm, her voice steady. "That's all in the past."

"Exactly," Judson chimed in, gripping the steering wheel with a hint of pride in his voice. "Nancy's got me now; she wouldn't even look twice at Cyrus."

Ramona rolled her eyes. "Really, Mr. Green? Aren't we full of ourselves?"

Nancy gave Judson a sideways glance, a hint of exasperation in her eyes. What did he mean by "Nancy's got me"? Even without Judson, she and Cyrus were never going to be a thing.

As the car came to a smooth stop, Judson turned to Ramona, impatience evident in his voice. "We're at your place. You can get out now."

He clearly wanted Ramona gone so he could have some private time with Nancy.

knowing look, and said, "I'll head in. You two should get some rest. Tomorrow's a

rest well, too. We've got a lot

for the show, all that was

you tomorrow." She stepped

no time starting the car again, eager to drive off before Ramona could

shook her head. Judson was really something. Honestly, after seeing Judson almost run down Cyrus earlier, she didn't doubt Cyrus had been serious in his threats. If

the car, silence

clearly wanting to say something, but she cut him

tone, asked,

fixed on the scenery rushing by outside

felt a mix

stopped when he caught her gaze-steady,

gripped the steering wheel tighter Was she mad because he almost hit Cyrus?

gut. No,

to step out when she heard a

but before she could speak, he moved closer,

her in, bracing against the seat on either side.

back, but the confines of