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…”

come on, I’m just

Natalie didn’t know what to say,

since being with Cedric, Natalie had become

some people’s monthly salary. It was no wonder that when she married

Bianca asked

and her long lashes concealed the emotions in her eyes. Her tone was calm as

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

looked apologetically at the woman opposite her and said, “Bia, I’m sorry for before. I wasn’t really mad at you. I was just

that all the rumors circulating outside were true. It took a lot of courage to let go of

“I understand. After all, you’ve been together for so many years. A man like him is quite

Natalie remained silent.

isn’t suited for

Natalie nodded.

what

conversation, an unpleasant voice interrupted them, “Well, well. Who do

saw Christina Johnson looking at her with disdain. Christina was Cedric’s

only spared her a glance before her gaze landed on Isabella Morgan,

drop-dead gorgeous, but she had an appearance that

she clenched her fists. She trembled

“Bia, let’s go.”

another second. She was

today, and she couldn’t

superior just because of their family background. So, she