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.”

say, Bianca interrupted her

with Cedric, Natalie had become increasingly immersed

monthly salary. It was no wonder that when she married Cedric, many people speculated that she was marrying

changed your mind?” Bianca asked while stirring

long lashes concealed the emotions in her eyes. Her tone was calm as she replied, “I simply had a moment

had advised her to divorce Cedric, she had been angry for over three months and hadn’t spoken

her and said, “Bia, I’m sorry for before. I wasn’t really mad at you.

outside were true. It took a lot of courage

nonchalant, her words direct and sharp as ever. “I understand. After all, you’ve been together for

Natalie remained silent.

for you,”

Natalie nodded.

knew what kind of

conversation, an unpleasant voice interrupted

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

her a glance before her gaze landed on Isabella

she had an appearance that was easy

her fists. She trembled with anger at the sight

“Bia, let’s go.”

She was

a special day today, and she

people who thought they were superior just because of their family background.

couldn’t resist

your lessons from Mom’s teachings,