A Divorce After My Rebirth

Chapter 935 I Had Nothing to Do with Her Death

As Bianca watched the two figures wrestling in the snow, she felt numb.

Both of them seemed to sense something and halted their actions, turning to look towards the doorway where Bianca stood with cold eyes.

With that, their fight came to a complete p stop. Malcolm pushed Zane aside and strode towards Bianca.

“come back with me," he said, as if Bianca belonged to him.

His words were so familiar and natural.

But when he grabbed Bianca's hand...

Slap! At that moment, it seemed like Bianca summoned all her strength to slap him hard, leaving him frozen in place.

Bianca looked at Malcolm coldly. "Get lost!" J q One had spoken in a resolute manner; while the other brimmed with hatred and even hostility.

"Her death has nothing to do with me. I had nothing to do with it!" Malcolm I asserted.

He was a man who dared to take responsibility for his actions.

But seeing Bianca's detachment and hostility, he... panicked! Shaking his head, he said to Bianca, "It's not my fault!" Seeing Malcolm like this, Bianca felt even more desolate about Nancy's death.

Especially with Malcolm's reaction, her eyes filled with disgust.

And it was this disgust that kept pricking Malcolm's nerves.

telling you, I didn't do

a cold and

now trying to

do with it? Everything seemed to revolve around them. And now,

it felt Asifa's giant hand reach into his : chest, mercilessly grabbing his

hurt so much and

experienced J such a feeling. In the past,

with Bianca, he felt

Malcolm didn't want to say anything and didn't care what he said to Bianca. Right now, he just wanted to

Bianca instinctively avoided his outstretched hand. She stared at him proudly and coldly,

the air. He looked at her unwavering eyes, y equally

Yet Bianca just looked

Thatlookin her eyes had completely

had made a verbal agreement with Malcolm because of Nancy. Bianca's lips curved into a

ever a

on your part!" When he sought revenge on her, he didn't want

couldn't help but shiver at Bianca's words, especially at the phrase "wishful thinking." "Wishful thinking?" "Isn't it? Regardless of what happened : between us, you instigated it. We didn't know each other!" Indeed, they were once strangers

Bianca's words. He trembled in the cold wind, obviously infuriated. "Fine... it's

I've always rejected you, and I still do. It'll be the same in the future, so don't waste your time on me." I The answer would remain the same in the past, present, and future. And she wasn't

down

the future, there was no possibility between them. / One

to speak to him like this. And today, Bianca, he had to admit, had spoken decisively. Her words almost erased everything between them, "= as if nothing

afraid he might lose control and

forward, still exuding his aristocratic air. It was

headed straight to her