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 out to assist

hand away. However, that took her remaining energy, and

don’t want your

with this

frozen in midair, and

said he was

herself with both hands on the ground, Natalie slowly got up. She looked to be in a wretched state as she continued

the scalding hot water and repeatedly washed herself.

off every

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

could only move forward slowly

on her senses, Natalie found a piece of clothing and put it on. She fumbled around and retrieved their marriage

to the clerk’s office

angrily, his joints cracking loudly at the

got up, strode over to the woman, and

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

nothing. A blind woman without any relatives in this vast

did she get the courage to

in the face of his anger. She gently removed Cedric’s hand from her collar. Her vacant eyes resembled still waters as she shook her head

better as long as

and

“What?”

dating and three years of marriage. What did I get out of it? In the end, you took my eyes to save another woman. Was

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