The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow novel Chapter 265

Nancy didn't know how long she had been crying, but her body felt utterly exhausted. She barely noticed as Judson lifted her from the car and carried her to the bedroom.

"Nancy, if you're tired, just sleep. Everything will be better when you wake up," Judson said softly, holding her hand firmly.

Nancy murmured a soft acknowledgment, feeling the warmth of Judson's palm against hers.

Her heavy eyelids drooped, and she gradually drifted into sleep.

Judson watched her as she fell into a deep slumber, then gently withdrew his hand.

Click—

He flicked the lighter, igniting a scented candle, and soon the room was filled with a calming aroma.

Judson reached out to gently caress Nancy’s cheek, watching as the tension in her brow eased. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on her forehead.

His lips lingered there for a moment, eyes filled with an unhidden depth of affection.

"Nancy, I'll be back soon. I promise you won't have to wait long."

With those words, Judson turned and left the room.

As soon as he stepped out of the villa, a sleek black car pulled up.

Judson opened the door with a cold expression, meeting Michael's teasing gaze.

"Got her to sleep, did you?"

"Drive. We're finding Malcolm," Judson growled through gritted teeth. He was determined to put an end to Malcolm’s games.

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Outskirts of town.

"Malcolm, what's happening? Did John and the others succeed...?"

Malcolm listened to his mother's anxious voice over the phone but remained silent. His eyes were glued to the hacker's video on the computer screen, which showed Judson methodically dismantling John's plans.

Malcolm's expression turned grim. "We failed. Judson intervened."

"It doesn't matter if he helps you, Judson. You care about Nancy, but does she know who you really are?"

Judson’s eyes narrowed dangerously, focusing on Malcolm with a chilling intensity. "Are you trying to threaten me?"

"I'm not threatening you, Judson. You've exposed your own weakness."

Malcolm smirked softly. "I don't care, and neither does The Grey Group, but what if Brad finds out? Do you think he would—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Judson interrupted viciously.

"Then I'll send you to hell first, and Brad can join you later," Judson's voice was filled with violence, the warmth in his expression vanished completely.

Anyone who dared to harm his Nancy had to pay.

As Judson closed in, Malcolm sensed danger and opened his mouth to speak, but Judson was already upon him.

Malcolm didn’t even register the movement before Judson's fist, swift and unyielding, struck him square in the face.

The blow sent Malcolm flying, crashing into a table, his vision spinning into darkness as he struggled to stand up.