Chapter 148
Judson stormed into the living room, frustration written all over his face. “Enough talking. Have you found anything on what I asked you to look into?”
Michael straightened up immediately, sensing Judson’s foul mood. “I’ve got some leads. I’ll keep digging up dirt on The Gordon Group. We need to get Cyrus out of Ardenweald as soon as possible.”
“Good. Make it quick.” Judson couldn’t shake the thought of Cyrus having Nancy for so long, a thought that gnawed at him. Cyrus had effortlessly achieved what Judson had longed for, yet didn’t even appreciate it.
“Got it. Oh, there’s something else,” Michael added, his voice turning sharp. “Cyrus knows your name now. He’s started looking into you. Any idea who spilled the beans?”
“Who else but Baldrick? He thinks by returning home now, Cyrus and I will destroy each other,” Judson scoffed, his disdain evident. Even if it were ten Cyrus and a Baldrick combined, they wouldn’t stand a chance against
him.
Michael chuckled. “That sly fox. Next time I’m back, I’ll give him a piece of my mind.”
Judson nodded curtly, ending the call with a few more instructions. He turned and headed back to Nancy’s bedroom, his gaze softening as he watched her sleep.
Carefully, Judson slipped into bed. Just as he settled, Nancy rolled over, instinctively curling into his embrace. Even in sleep, her brow furrowed with worry.
“Don’t leave…” she murmured.
“I’m not going anywhere, Nancy. I’m right here,” Judson whispered, wrapping his arms tightly around her, pulling
her closer.
The night stretched on, their hearts beating in rhythm as dawn slowly broke outside.
Early the next morning, Nancy was ready to head to the studio with Judson. But as soon as she opened the door, she froze. There, standing not far away, was Cyrus.
Nancy’s expression turned to stone. Even Judson, usually so composed, felt his smile fade away. He immediately stepped between Nancy and Cyrus, his handsome face now hard with disdain.
“Who invited you here? Didn’t last night’s beating teach you a lesson?” Judson’s voice dripped with contempt.
Cyrus‘ face darkened, but he recalled Baldrick’s words: Judson had lost his memory because of Nancy, and she was only keeping him around out of obligation.
“I’m not here to argue,” Cyrus said, dismissing Judson with a glance and focusing on Nancy.
Their eyes met, but Cyrus seemed oblivious to Nancy’s icy glare. “Nancy, there’s been a misunderstanding. I know there’s nothing between you and Judson. I upset you, and that’s why you’re here. But I promise, like when I proposed, I’m committed to winning you back.”
Nancy felt a mix of disgust and unease churn inside her as she listened to Cyrus. What exactly did he mean by that? Before she could fully process his words, the door behind Cyrus swung open, and Caleb stepped out, wearing a broad grin.
“Miss, Mr. Gordon is truly sorry. He even bought the house next door just to be closer to you.”
Nancy sighed inwardly. Of course, Cyrus would stoop this low.
Judson’s brow furrowed, his eyes flashing with anger. Cyrus, meanwhile, gazed at Nancy with unwavering affection. “Nancy, I’ll wait as long as it takes for you to come back to me.”
“Don’t bother,” Nancy replied coldly. “The moment I left my old life behind and came here, we were over.”
Her eyes were icy as they locked onto Cyrus, leaving no room for misinterpretation. The truth was, from the moment Cyrus had started fooling around with Hayley, any chance between them had died.
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