Chapter 143
Nancy and Judson were suddenly interrupted, causing them both to look up.
Stepping out of a sleek black car not too far away was Cyrus.
Nancy’s gaze met his icy stare unexpectedly, and she felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped over her, making her skin prickle with unease.
Even the haze of alcohol seemed to dissipate almost entirely.
“Uh… Cyrus…” she stammered.
Cyrus‘ expression was one of barely contained fury, especially at the thought of a stranger holding Nancy so intimately.
He knew all too well that Nancy wouldn’t even let him get that close.
The more Cyrus thought about it, the angrier he became, particularly as Nancy was still in that stranger’s
arms.
With a dark look in his eye, Cyrus strode forward, reaching out to grab Nancy. “Get down here!”
Judson was quicker, though. He shifted slightly, allowing Nancy to sit down properly.
In the next moment, moving with the swiftness of a panther, Judson launched himself at Cyrus, throwing a punch.
Cyrus hadn’t anticipated Judson’s speed and stumbled back a couple of steps.
Bam-!
Caleb’s face immediately turned pale. “Mr. Gordon!”
The hit made Cyrus‘ expression even darker as he glared coldly at Judson. “Who the hell are you?”
“I’m Nancy’s husband!” Judson shot back, his handsome face equally stern. “You think you can just yank my wife around like that? You must be out of your mind!”
“You’re Nancy’s husband?! You’ve got to be kidding!” Cyrus‘ face twisted with anger, feeling a fire ignite within him. He turned sharply to look at Nancy, still sitting in the car.
Their eyes met, and it was as if Cyrus wanted to swallow Nancy whole.
Clenching his fists tightly, Cyrus shouted, “Nancy, tell him! Tell him who you’re really married to!”
Nancy, on the other hand, found a strange calmness amid Cyrus‘ interrogation. Yes, she had been flustered when she first saw him, but quickly she accepted the situation.
She had always known that Cyrus would track her down sooner or later, especially after he put a bounty on her online. And with her upcoming collaboration with The NY Group, her public profile was bound to get even bigger. Hiding forever just wasn’t an option.
Cyrus grew more agitated by her silence. “Nancy, cat got your tongue? Am I your husband or is it him? Where’d you dig up this pretty boy? Did you leave me for him?”
“You ungrateful woman, how could you do this to me?”
As Cyrus continued his tirade, Nancy’s expression turned increasingly dark. Just as she was about to respond, Judson raised his fist again, aiming at Cyrus. “You don’t get to talk to Nancy like that!”
Cyrus was forced back again, feeling the sting on his face.
His anger boiled over, “You miserable pretty boy, you think you can take her from me? Who do you think you are?!”
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With that, Cyrus lunged at Judson, and they traded blows, neither bothering to defend themselves, each punch landing with a solid thud.
Watching the two of them go at it, Caleb was beside himself with worry but too afraid to intervene.
Caleb turned to Nancy, still sitting in the car, and rushed over. “Ma’am, maybe you should try to stop them?”
He was concerned that things might escalate even further.
“Don’t call me ma’am; I’ve got nothing to do with Cyrus,” Nancy replied coldly. “I don’t have a husband who calls me names.”
Caleb fell silent.
Upon hearing Nancy’s words, even amid the chaos of the argument, Cyrus whipped around, his face twisted in fury as he glared at her.
“Am I wrong? Didn’t you come here because of this pretty boy? You even let him kiss you. You never let me touch you. Was it because of him?”
Nancy met Cyrus‘ gaze steadily. “You know the answer to that, don’t you?”
