บททั้งหมดของ The rebirth of Natasha Berlin : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Chapter TwoNatashaThe first thing I did after being discharged from the hospital was file for divorce. There was no reason in delaying this marriage any longer. Duncan had never truly wanted it in the first place. The marriage had only been a transaction between our two families.Although I had been happy about marrying Duncan because I had always had eyes on him since childhood, I once believed becoming his wife would be my happy ending. Instead, it became the beginning of my tragedy. The moment I received the divorce papers, I headed straight home. I signed my part without any hesitation. All that was left was Duncan’s signature, which should be an easy task.By the time I got home, I had already prepared myself for what was coming next. Just as I stepped into the house, I saw Sarah sitting comfortably in living room as if she owned the place.The moment she noticed me, A smile appeared on her lips. It was the kind of smile that always irritated me, one filled with hidden mocker

Chapter FourNatashaIt had been a week, A whole week of doing nothing but thinking… and yet, I was still stuck in the same place. MarriageThe only condition standing between me and the company. I let out a quiet sigh as I stared out the window, my fingers resting lightly against the glass, I hated it. I hated how everything in my life seemed to revolve around a man… even now.“Natasha.” My mother’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned to see her standing by the door, already dressed as if she had somewhere important to be.“You’re getting ready this evening,” she said. I frowned slightly. “For what?”“A business celebration,” she replied. “One of our long-time partners is hosting it.”I wasn’t in the mood. I rolled my eyes in distaste “I don’t think I—”“You’re going,” my father’s voice cut in as he stepped into the room.I glanced at him. “Important people will be there,” he added, his tone leaving no room for argument.Of course. Important people. I looked away, exhalin

Chapter Six.NatashaThe day passed in a blur, yet somehow, evening came too quickly.I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection, changing outfits more times than I could count. Nothing felt right. Nothing felt enough.A quiet sigh escaped my lips as frustration settled in my chest. A knock came and my mother stepped in, her presence calm but intentional. She didn’t need to say much, I could already read the look on her face.And I was right, Another arrangement, Another attempt to control the direction of my life. The conversation that followed was brief but heavy. In the end, I got what I asked for—but not without a price.One month.One month to find someone… or lose the right to choose entirely. After she left, silence filled the room again. I stared at my reflection, my expression unreadable.“I hate this,” I whispered softly. Even with a second chance… nothing was easy. I still had to face Marriage, Conditions and Expectations, It felt like I had never truly esc

Chapter EightNatashaSleep avoided me that night. No matter how many times I turned beneath the sheets or how tightly I shut my eyes, the same words kept returning to me.How about we get married?I opened my eyes with a groan and stared at the ceiling in disbelief. Who says something like that over dinner? Apparently, Sebastian Laurent did. Everything about the man felt unsettling in a way I could not explain. He spoke with the kind of calm confidence that made outrageous things sound reasonable. He dropped life-changing words with a straight face, then walked away as though he had merely commented on the weather.And the worst part was that I was actually considering it.I sat upright in bed and dragged a hand through my hair, trying to steady my thoughts.“This is insane,” I muttered into the quiet room.Yet the more I thought about it, the less insane it sounded. I needed a husband. He needed one too, or at least that was what he claimed. A contract marriage would solve my parent

Chapter TenNatashaI still wasn’t sure how Sebastian intended to handle my divorce situation, but one thing was certain—I wasn’t about to let him step into that part of my life. Yes, I had signed the contract and Yes, I had agreed to the arrangement. But there were still boundaries and according to the very first clause in the agreement, both parties were expected to respect each other’s personal affairs unless necessary. This counted. Duncan was still technically my husband, and no matter how complicated things had become between us, I refused to let Sebastian Laurent walk into the middle of it like some untouchable savior.As Sebastian moved to leave the office, I stopped him quickly. “Why don’t I handle this myself?” I said. “He’s my husband anyway.” Sebastian paused mid-step before slowly turning back toward me. His expression remained calm as always, though I noticed the faint shift in his eyes.“I guess you still see him as your husband,” he replied evenly. “I thought you wante