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

to say, Bianca

with Cedric, Natalie had become increasingly

people’s monthly salary. It was no wonder that when she married Cedric, many people speculated that

changed your mind?” Bianca asked while stirring

looked down, and her long lashes concealed the emotions in her eyes. Her tone was calm

months ago, when Bianca had advised her to divorce Cedric, she had been angry for over three months

at the woman opposite her and said, “Bia, I’m sorry for

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

all, you’ve been together

Natalie remained silent.

suited for you,”

Natalie nodded.

knew what kind of life she had

Natalie and Bianca were about to continue their conversation, an unpleasant voice interrupted them, “Well, well. Who

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

gaze landed on Isabella Morgan,

she had an appearance that was easy on the

fists. She trembled with anger at the

“Bia, let’s go.”

second. She was afraid that she

a special day today, and she

their family background. So, she easily