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…”

on, I’m just

to say, Bianca interrupted her and pulled

had to be said that since being with

was no wonder that when she married Cedric, many people speculated that she

changed your mind?” Bianca asked while stirring her

her long lashes concealed the emotions in her eyes. Her tone was calm as she replied, “I simply

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

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

rumors circulating outside were true. It took a lot of courage to let go of a ten-year relationship, something not

you’ve been together for so many years. A man like him

Natalie remained silent.

really isn’t suited for you,” Bianca stated

Natalie nodded.

she knew what kind

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

and saw Christina Johnson looking at her with disdain. Christina was Cedric’s sister, or rather,

her gaze landed on Isabella Morgan, who was

drop-dead gorgeous, but she had an appearance that was easy on

she clenched her fists. She

“Bia, let’s go.”

want to stay here for another second. She was

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

family background. So, she easily replied, “Sure. I