The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow novel Chapter 115

Nancy's eyes were misty as she gazed at Judson, seemingly trying to decipher the meaning behind his words.

She looked as puzzled as a lost kitten, her eyes a bit red at the corners. Just for a moment, Judson felt something snap inside him, leaving room for only one overwhelming thought.

He wanted her, to make Nancy his completely.

Before Nancy could even process what was happening, she found herself sinking into the plush, king-sized bed.

His fiery kiss was upon her again, their lips and tongues intertwining with an urgency that seemed to want to steal the very air from each other's lungs.

"Judson..." Nancy whimpered, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

Judson paused, sensing the quiver in her voice, and quickly wrapped her in a comforting embrace. "Nancy, don't be scared."

Nancy nestled closer to Judson's neck,murmuring, "I'm not scared."

Judson realized Nancy was ready, and his hand moved to her back, intending to soothe. But as his fingers brushed over a faint scar, his pupils dilated, and the fire inside him instantly cooled.

Nancy looked at Judson, who had suddenly frozen, her confusion evident. Just as she was about to speak, she found herself lifted into his arms.

She sat in the cool bathtub, looking up at him with a mix of confusion and upset. "Judson..."

With a sudden rush, icy water sprayed down from the showerhead, dousing Nancy in its chill.

Judson gave a bittersweet smile. "Nancy, I do want to be with you, but I don't want you to hate me for it."

He wouldn't touch the scars on her heart, not like the monster from her past.

Nancy was confused and visibly uncomfortable, wriggling as she tried to climb out of the tub. But Judson quickly stepped in, pulling her close as he sat down with her.

He grabbed his phone and made a call. "Get the antidote for 'Lust' and bring over a few buckets of ice."

"Yes, Mr. Buchanan."