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

didn’t know what to say, Bianca

since being with Cedric, Natalie had become increasingly immersed in

monthly salary. It was no wonder that when she married Cedric,

mind?” Bianca asked while

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

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

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

rumors circulating outside were true. It took a lot of courage to

all, you’ve been together for so many years. A man

Natalie remained silent.

really isn’t suited for you,”

Natalie nodded.

years, only she knew what

and Bianca were about to continue their conversation, an unpleasant voice interrupted them,

at the voice and saw Christina Johnson looking at her with disdain. Christina was

her gaze landed on Isabella Morgan, who was

gorgeous, but she had

and she clenched her fists. She trembled with anger at the sight

“Bia, let’s go.”

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

today, and she couldn’t afford any

who thought they were superior just because of their family background.