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.

help you,” he said as he reached out to assist

took her

don’t want your help.

same roof with this man made her

hand was frozen in midair, and the air around them became even

said he was

herself with both hands on the ground, Natalie slowly got up. She looked to be in

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

she could peel off every inch of skin that he

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

could only move forward slowly based on faint

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

We’re heading to

fist angrily, his joints cracking loudly at the

to contain himself any longer, he suddenly got up, strode over

long will you keep kicking up a fuss like

had nothing. A blind woman without any relatives in this vast city couldn’t possibly

the courage

of his anger. She gently removed Cedric’s hand from her collar. Her vacant eyes resembled

better as long

suddenly chuckled and

“What?”

three years of marriage. What did I get out of it? In the end, you took my eyes to save another woman. Was that a fair enough price

the reality of her marriage—it was twisted and despicable. She had had enough of