A Divorce After My Rebirth by Gentle Rain in June

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…”

“Oh, come on, I’m just teasing you.”

to say, Bianca interrupted her and pulled

to be said that since being with

a casual afternoon tea could cost more than some people’s monthly salary. It was no wonder that when

what changed your mind?” Bianca asked while stirring

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

angry for over three months and hadn’t spoken to her

“Bia, I’m sorry

circulating outside were true. It took a

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

Natalie remained silent.

for you,” Bianca stated

Natalie nodded.

years, only she knew what kind of life

to continue their conversation, an

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

spared her a glance before her gaze landed

but she had

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

“Bia, let’s go.”

want to stay here for another second. She was afraid that she might lose

special day today, and she

were superior just because of their family background. So,

couldn’t resist taunting

you still haven’t learned your lessons from Mom’s teachings, huh? You’re still