The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow novel Chapter 12

"It's not like you wanted to be at someone's mercy. It's not like you chose to drink that spiked milk. If you could, you'd wish this never happened more than anyone else."

"The one at fault is the jerk who took advantage of you! Nancy, why would you even think I'd be too scared to marry you just because you're repulsed by what happened? I'm not that weak. I don't mind. If I could, I'd want to protect you for the rest of my life."

Nancy felt a wave of dizziness, and large tears that she could no longer hold back began streaming down her face. The once firm and confident Cyrus in her mind suddenly became unrecognizable.

‘Cyrus, you broke your promise.’ Nancy thought bitterly, ‘You did mind. You minded it from the beginning to the end.’

Nancy felt like her heart had been torn out and crushed repeatedly.

Suddenly, Nancy found herself in a warm embrace.

Instinctively, Nancy struggled, but then a gentle voice reached her ears. "Nancy, don't waste your tears on someone who doesn't deserve them. I'm here for you; lean on me."

Nancy paused, looking up to see Baldrick's face full of sympathy.

But she saw the bruise under Baldrick's right eye, and his lip split.

"Did you get into a fight?" Nancy grabbed Baldrick's hand, sensing something. "With Cyrus?"

"Yeah, he said some nasty things, and I couldn't hold back, so we fought." Baldrick looked at his empty hand, a hint of sorrow flashing through his eyes.

Nancy couldn't help but find it amusing, so even an outsider knew how foul-mouthed Cyrus could be. But Cyrus didn't seem to think so!

Baldrick firmly took Nancy's hand. "Nancy, my car is nearby. Let's go sit inside, away from the rain."

After saying that, he pulled Nancy into the car, shutting the door with a thud.

Only then did Nancy feel the cold leaving her body, warmed by the car's heater.

Baldrick handed Nancy a clean towel. "Dry off. Shall I take you home?"

Baldrick bit his lip lightly. "Nancy, I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid you wouldn't believe me..."

"Are you afraid I wouldn't believe you, or are you afraid of what Cyrus might do to you?"

Baldrick fell silent, seemingly unable to meet Nancy's gaze. "I'm not afraid of what Cyrus might do to me. But a bastard son suddenly emerged, threatening my position, and I..."

"So, you didn't tell me because you have your hard times and schemes. Then you don't have to be so hypocritical with me."

As Nancy's cutting words rang out, Baldrick felt a squeeze in his heart and a burning sensation on his face.

Nancy opened the car door, her gaze empty. "Sorry for wetting your car. I won't bother you anymore, Baldrick."

Baldrick instinctively grabbed Nancy's hand, looking at her pale face and the tearstains on her cheeks. She seemed so fragile that she might break at any touch.

"Nancy, divorce Cyrus. If you don't want to stay here, I can take you abroad to start a new life."