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.

said, "I'll head in. You two should

rest well, too. We've got a lot ahead

set for the show, all that was left was to walk

you tomorrow." She stepped out and

time starting the car again, eager to drive off before

Cyrus earlier, she didn't doubt Cyrus had been serious in his threats. If Nancy hadn't intervened, Cyrus might have been roadkill

car,

Nancy, clearly wanting to say something, but she cut him off with a cool, "Don't talk to me right

her tone, asked, "Nancy,

silent, her attention fixed on the scenery rushing by

her refusal to engage, felt a mix

stopped when he caught her gaze-steady,

words, Judson gripped the steering wheel tighter Was she mad because he almost

gut.

pulled over, and Nancy was about to step out when

as she turned to confront Judson, but before she could speak, he moved

Judson's arms caged her in, bracing against the seat

the confines of the car offered