Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 136

Nellie could tell Nathan was in one of his moods, so she quickly tried to calm him down. "Nathan, we can't keep pretending forever. Tomorrow, I'm divorcing Cameron, and then I can go back to being Nathalie." Nathan's handsome features finally relaxed at her words.

As they walked into the restaurant, Nathan felt a slight warmth in the air and casually shrugged off his coat. Nellie acted like an eager helper, and rushed to grab it. With a resigned sigh, Nathan tossed it to her.

Just then, a woman barreled through, too absorbed in her phone call to watch her step, and accidentally sent Nellie sprawling to the ground. Nathan immediately stepped in front of the woman, his expression icy. She looked up, frowning, only to freeze when she saw Nathan, her mouth falling open in surprise. "Apologize to the person you bumped into," Nathan ordered.

The woman, who seemed to recognize Nathan, grudgingly came back and muttered a reluctant, "Sorry."

Nellie thought the voice sounded familiar, and looking up, a flood of memories rushed back. She finally realized it was Fiona, Greta's best friend.

a past life, Nellie had met Fiona at a birthday party Cameron threw for Greta. Greta was draped in a luxurious gown courtesy of Cameron, while Nellie, in a cheap outfit, had come with her sick child to find

though, Fiona clearly didn't recognize Nellie. After Nellie divorced Cameron, she wanted to cut ties with the past and avoid getting tangled up in Greta's social network. She shook her head at Fiona, letting her off the hook. "I'm fine. You

get to you. Remember, you're two months pregnant now. Girl, take care of the baby and use that leverage to cement your status in the Capital's elite circles.

by the moment. She turned to Nathan with a seemingly random question, "Why do you think Cameron's

ever perceptive, had caught onto the underlying secrets in Nellie's gaze towards Fiona. With a knowing smile, he replied, "Probably

suddenly

"Whatever that makes

you decide, I've got your back," he added, with a playful tone to

unresolved anger and bitterness. If she didn't find a way to let it out, he worried she might

mind. "Nathan, I'm sorry. I have to leave you today. Tonight, I want to visit my

you're the