A Divorce After My Rebirth

Chapter 1 Provoking Mrs. Johnson

“Let’s get a divorce…”

The two people in the room had just gone through a passionate encounter, and Natalie Walker’s voice still held an irresistible charm in her voice as she lay weakly on the messy and luxurious bed.

With sweat-soaked strands of hair clinging to her exquisite face, a hint of desolation lingered in her expression.

She listened to the man’s fumbling as he dressed silently. Recalling how Cedric Johnson had initiated this act while being highly intoxicated, Natalie felt her stomach churn in disgust.

She had loved this man for ten years.

Now, there was nothing left to cherish.

Cedric paused abruptly in his actions, and he turned his cold eyes toward her.

“Divorce?”

“Yes!” Natalie said determinedly.

Having said that, she got out of bed and tried to stumble to the bathroom based on her memory of the place.

Cedric coldly stared at her for a moment. Eventually, he couldn’t bear it any longer and approached her.

he said as he reached

that took her remaining energy, and she

want your

same roof with this man made

instantly. His outstretched hand was frozen in midair, and the air around them became

he

slowly got up. She looked to be in a wretched state as she continued her

she turned on the scalding hot water and repeatedly washed herself. Her fair skin quickly turned

wished she could peel off every

she exited the bathroom and fumbled toward the wardrobe. She hadn’t been blind for long, but she still hadn’t adjusted to the

move forward slowly based on faint

a piece of clothing and

to the

clenched his fist angrily, his joints

longer, he suddenly got up, strode over to the

a fuss like this? Look at yourself! If we divorce, how will you

woman without any relatives in this

the courage to make

She gently removed Cedric’s hand from her collar. Her vacant eyes resembled still waters as

anything is better as long as I’m

chuckled and

“What?”

of it? In the end, you took my eyes to save another woman.

reality of her marriage—it was twisted and despicable. She had had enough of this man’s heartlessness. Even death didn’t induce despair as bad as staying with