A Divorce After My Rebirth by Gentle Rain in June

Chapter 11 Property Dispute

When Natalie came out, she saw Cedric and Bianca’s cars parked side–by–side.

Both of them stood outside with cold expressions.

Cedric saw Natalie and took a step forward, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Natalie didn’t look at him.

She walked past him and headed toward Bianca’s car.

However, she felt someone grab her wrist tightly. She looked up to see Cedric.

“I’ll drive you home,” he said.

“Home?” Natalie laughed bitterly. “That place hasn’t been my home for a long time.”

She shook off his hand calmly.

A heart would die after experiencing such a great calamity.

It was impossible for the others with her right now to understand that statement.

In her previous life, Natalie had panicked at this moment because Cedric had always been in control. She

had been brought to the police station and had only been released after three days.

And that was only because Bianca had bailed her out.

“Natalie!”

The man’s voice trembled. Natalie turned her head to look at him.

She gazed into his alluring eyes, his sharp nose, and his perfectly chiseled features. Every aspect she

could see was captivating.

a perfect man. It was no

still

started out, she had been unable to

him, she wished she could

“Let go,” Natalie said.

a tone that was icy and devoid

she

his heart

Natalie forcefully pulled her hand away and walked straight toward Bianca’s

without a moment’s hesitation.

the view of her

usually looked like a

with the ability to push people thousands of miles away from

a gaunt look

she appeared to have lost weight. Already petite, her chin seemed

bottle of mineral water, held out by a fair hand adorned with a red Cartier bracelet,

“Have

you,” Natalie replied and accepted

twist open the bottle cap, Bianca saw Natalie’s predicament and reached out her hand. ”

Natalie was stunned.

“I can do it!”

a bottle cap? Did she give off such an

the cap seemed fragile. It was as if a little more

gave Cedric that impression in the past, which was

been nurtured into becoming a helpless

let her be. Finally, Natalie managed to open the bottle and

the bottle, her inner

“Bia.”

“Yeah?”

he treat

and seemed cultivated over the years

a deep breath and replied, “If you want to break down, you can scream or cry all

think less of you

Her husband had cheated!

a woman do, if not make a scene at a