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.

I'm telling you, I didn't do

was a cold

himself. Yet, he was now trying to explain himself to her?

£ Did he really have nothing to do with it? Everything seemed

giant hand reach into his : chest, mercilessly grabbing his

hurt so much and felt

experienced J such a feeling. In the past, he

Bianca, he felt everything

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

outstretched hand. She stared at him proudly and coldly, like

with you, huh?" Malcolm's hand stiffened, hanging in the air. He looked at her unwavering

Yet Bianca just

her eyes had completely drawn the line

made a verbal agreement with Malcolm because

to her. ( "Was there ever a deal between us?" In Bianca's eyes,

wishful thinking on your part!"

but shiver at Bianca's words, especially at the phrase

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

time on me." I The answer would remain the same in the

she looked down

was no possibility between them. / One had to

dared to speak to him like this. And today, Bianca, he had to admit, had spoken

he might lose control and strangle that woman if he stayed any

It was evident from the { recent scuffle that

and headed straight to her little house. It