A Divorce After My Rebirth

Chapter 7 Reliance

It was a sleepless night for Natalie. She spent the entire night thinking about various moments from her previous life—how Cedric and Isabella had been together and the heartlessness with which Cedric had made her sign the surgery consent form.

The only thing she didn’t want to recall was the seven years of their love and the three years of their marriage.

Yesterday afternoon, Natalie sent the divorce agreement to the handwriting analysis center.

Upon waking up, she immediately called to inquire about the results. Once she had that sorted out, she went to where she had arranged to meet Bianca.

Bianca had arrived ahead of her and was waiting at the entrance. She wore a professional outfit with a windbreaker, which was Natalie’s favorite look.

However, she hadn’t dressed that way since her marriage to Cedric.

So, every time she saw Bianca, she envied her for her mature appearance.

Natalie asked, “Why didn’t you go in first?”

“You’re Mrs. Johnson, remember? Your chosen venues are all exclusive members-only places. They don’t entertain non-members.”

Natalie stiffened upon hearing that. She looked at Bianca with a guilty expression and said, “I’m sorry. I…”

I’m just teasing

know what to say, Bianca interrupted

that since being with Cedric, Natalie had become increasingly immersed in

tea could cost more than some people’s monthly salary. It was no wonder that when she married Cedric, many people speculated that she was

mind?” Bianca

her long lashes concealed the emotions in her eyes. Her tone

her to divorce Cedric, she had been angry for over three months and hadn’t spoken to her

her and said, “Bia, I’m sorry

had been afraid that all the rumors circulating outside were true. It took a

all, you’ve been together for so many

Natalie remained silent.

suited for you,”

Natalie nodded.

years, only she knew what kind

were about to continue their conversation, an unpleasant voice

the voice and saw Christina Johnson looking at her with disdain. Christina was Cedric’s sister, or rather, the adopted daughter of the Johnson

gaze landed on Isabella Morgan,

might not be considered drop-dead gorgeous, but she had an appearance that

she clenched her fists. She trembled with

“Bia, let’s go.”

for another second. She was afraid that she might lose control and confront

special day today, and she couldn’t afford any conflict

couldn’t stand people who thought they were superior just because of their family background. So, she easily replied, “Sure. I should get back to