Novel & Cerita A Divorce After My Rebirth

"I can't say it's impossible—medicine can surprise us. But realistically, Mrs. Blackwell... you may not be able to have children. I'm truly sorry." The words hung in the air like a death sentence. Four babies lost. And possibly no chance of ever having another. All because of her own actions. Her own choices. Her own cruelty. The weight of it was crushing. In her first life, this news had barely registered. She'd been too focused on her divorce, on running to Damien, on her imagined freedom. She'd even thought it was convenient—no risk of "accidents" tying her down, no complications in her plan to start fresh with her lover.

She had been happy in the morning after being told that they weren’t divorced as that meant that her kids were the legitimate children so how could she let someone else child enjoy what belonged to her kids. “You heard what my wife said. I don’t what to be left so no. The collaboration will start. If you the boy then you can pick him. My wife is here we can get a child if we want,” Travis said coldly making Rosa’s face turn pale as she knew that she had lost. After he had said that, Elaine hunged up the call as she already had whatever she wanted. Though she didn’t finding reviving a company heard, she couldn’t let Rosa think she had worn after everything that happened. She was here for reve

“What would you have me do, come on?” “Really? It was not even like he was entirely wrong! You have refused to marry me legally ever since you have divorced her. You kept giving ridiculous excuses that you didn’t want to rush things as you just left a marriage and it would not look good for me, but look at her! Did you see her back there?! She fucking married another person a day after she left and she does not look like she was regretting shit at all!” “You know I am doing this for you. For us. You are taking this way too personally.”

Her indifferent attitude only seemed to make his gaze sharper. "Natalie, no man from the Johnson family has ever divorced; there have only been widowers." Natalie trembled slightly. She looked into the man's eyes, which were filled with complex emotions and anger. So, was this the reason he had burned her to death in her past life? With a trace of coldness in her eyes, she said, "Fine. Either you can be the first divorcee in your family, or you can go to hell!" Cedric was speechless.

in this world. Her rebirth was nothing more than a sudden act of God's mercy...

I nodded, striving to keep my breaths calm. I wasn't alone in this. I just had to keep going, to try my best just for the sake of it. I had 21 days to go, and soon, I would be divorced from Alaric anyway. Being reborn didnt stop me from feeling, but it at leas tgave me a reminder of what I woyld become if i hesitated. Dead and watching another woman being called mom by my son, unable to fight. When I walked in through the front door of my home I could hear laughter in the dining room.

I broke free from his embrace and reminded him, "We're getting a divorce." Brady's expression fell instantly. "Eloise, you still won't forgive me? My mom is already gone… "Can we just make up? Please?" I looked at him and said, "Do you think our dead children can forgive you? Even though your mom is dead, that doesn't erase the pain and damage she caused." Even though I had been reborn and had successfully taken my revenge on Renee, the memories of my past life still haunted me—the terror of being thrown to my death was something I could not shake off.

HAILEY I took no offense in Carter's mother's obvious disapproval for me, instead I walked out of the mansion and strolled towards the garden. They were all mourning, hence the rising anger among them all. The best thing to do was to provide them with space to clear their minds. I too needed the space to think. A lot of things had happened recently and I was beginning to think that the reason for my rebirth had to do with much more than Tristan and Maya's betrayal. Perhaps the moon goddess wanted to open my eyes to reality.

I throw the covers back, ready to run, to find her…Then I see the calendar. The morning after our wedding. My hand freezes on the bedpost, no. I blink…look again but the date hasn't changed. I stumble back. My legs hit the edge of the bed and I collapse onto it, staring at that calendar. Ten years ago. I drag a hand down my face slowly, forcing my breathing to steady. So this is what it is. A second chance. If I am reborn, it means Elara, she's here, before the pills, the divorce and accident. My fingers curl slowly against the sheets.

"I think my husband's gone mad. He keeps swearing at me." "Don't worry, ma'am. We'll shut him up right away." In his current condition, Mark was like a lump of useless flesh. All he could do was stew in despair as the medical staff gagged him. After they left, I laughed and took out a divorce agreement from my bag. Grabbing his hand in mine, I forced him to sign the papers. "Now that we're divorced, I'm no longer obligated to deal with your corpse." His furious ranting, muffled by the gag, was music to my ears as I strode out of his room and left the hospital.