Chapter 3 Early Morning Divorce Drama

"Ah..."

Natalie's eyes shot open, and she abruptly sat up from the bed, drenched in cold sweat.

It felt as if her body was still in pain from being burned by intense flames.

A strong arm stretched across her slender waist, and a familiar scent filled the air as a man patiently coaxed, "Shh. Go back to sleep."

Natalie's hand trembled, and she instinctively pulled away.

Turning around, Cedric's handsome face entered her sight, and Natalie gasped.

Her mind went blank.

'I... I can see! B-but how?!'

She closed her eyes briefly and then snapped them open again.

She could see a brightly lit room before her. Sunlight peeked through her eyelashes, warming her heart. The ceiling light, curtains, and bedsheet—everything felt so familiar.

Was it possible?

Pushing the man's arm away and sitting up, she reached for her phone in disbelief. The screen displayed the date from a few months before her death by fire.

Had she been reborn?

Her movements had disturbed Cedric, who woke up with sleepy eyes and a hint of morning grumpiness.

"It's so early in the morning. What are you doing?"

Natalie gripped her phone tightly, her gaze fixed firmly on the date displayed on the screen.

It was the day before that woman was kidnapped?!

"What's wrong?" Seeing Natalie's unusual behavior, Cedric furrowed his handsome brows. He could see from the morning sky that it was still early.

Ignoring the man in bed, Natalie hurriedly went to the bathroom.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror, still with a hint of baby fat on her face. She gently touched the contours of her eyes, which still felt sore. Then she felt her arms, which were still tingling from the burns.

She had actually been reborn!

She could still vividly remember the despair and excruciating pain of being engulfed in flames in her last moments.

Natalie sank down to the ground, hugged herself, and comforted, "Natalie, God is fair and just. You shouldn't have died."

After that, she walked back to the bedside. She took a deep breath and looked at the man.

"Cedric, let's get a divorce," Natalie stated calmly.

Cedric's hazy eyes suddenly snapped wide open. He fixed his gaze on her, his expression darkening.

"What did you just say?"

"I'll have Bianca prepare a divorce agreement for us. If you're worried about your rights, I can have your company's lawyer draft it."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

He had woken up to a series of strange events early in the morning, and now this sudden declaration from Natalie confused and angered him even more.

Natalie seemed completely unfazed by Cedric's anger. She continued calmly, "When did you two start your affair?"

He was incredibly good-looking, especially his eyes, which remained alluring even when he was angry.

Ten years had passed between them, yet time seemed to have left no traces on his face. How fortunate could one be?

"Natalie!" Cedric's tone turned warning, and he struggled to contain his suppressed emotions.

"But it doesn't matter. I've grown tired of being Mrs. Johnson. Give that woman the position if you want. But let me make it clear: we've known each other for ten years and spent seven of them in a relationship. All my youth was wasted."

Cedric was speechless.

"But don't even think about hiding my rights as your wife for the past three years from me. We have joint property rights, and we're splitting it equally. If you try anything funny... I'll make sure you and that woman are publicly disgraced together."

Veins bulged on the man's forehead. His gaze was cold and furious, as if he wanted to tear Natalie apart.

What on earth had triggered this woman? Last night, she clung to him with passion, and now she was talking about divorce in the morning?

Natalie paid no heed to the man's furious gaze. She quickly put on her clothes and strode towards the door.

Clatter!

Bang!

There was a sound of something falling behind her, followed by the man hissing through gritted teeth, "You do know we've been together for seven years, right?"

Natalie didn't answer him. She just paused for a moment and then went upstairs without looking back.

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Natalie dialed a familiar number. After a few rings, a woman on the other end quickly answered, "Nat."

"Help me draft a divorce agreement, right now."

As soon as Natalie said that, the air grew still.

Half a second later, the voice on the other end exploded, "You've finally come to your senses? I'll get up right away to draft it for you. Give me half an hour."

"Okay."

Natalie closed her eyes. Over the past year, news of Cedric's affair had frequently reached her ears. Even her friends knew about it, and everyone had been advising her to get a divorce.

But she... had always believed in him!

Tomorrow was the day the other woman got kidnapped, and it marked the beginning of the collapse of her relationship with Cedric.

This time, she wouldn't passively allow that homewrecker to come into her life and flaunt herself. She wouldn't allow that other woman to show off being pregnant with Cedric's child, or allow her to steal her eyes again!