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A Divorce After My Rebirth by Gentle Rain in June

Chapter 908
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Chapter 908 The Plight of Women Austin had been quite busy lately.-He only ; managed to join Natalie for breakfast each morning and spent the rest of his time outside.

Natalie was doing okay on her own. She, had her own activities to keep her occupied, so she didn't feel too bored.

Austin descended the stairs, looking neat » and tidy. "I'll be gone for a few days. Be good while I'm away, okay?" he said, affectionately ruffling her soft hair.

Natalie asked, "Where are you going?" "To Losena," he replied.

Losena? That was quite far.

"For how long?" Natalie inquired.

"Three days," Austin answered.

Three days seemed like a long time.

Natalie often found herself getting bored

when Austin was away for these brief periods. Nevertheless, she didn't have much on her plate. 4 Although Simeria had been a bit restless ever since Austin ascended to his current position, he never mentioned anything | about the shady stuff to her. Presently, she felt protected within a bubble creatéd by her man.

"Earlier, Bia called me," Natalie said to Austin as she ate.

"What did she say?" Austin asked as he looked at Natalie.

""Last night, someone forcefully tried to stay over, and another broke in!" Natalie's recount immediately sparked a heated discussion.

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"Both of them?" "Yeah, both of them," she confirmed.

"Weren't things well-contained before?" he asked, referring to the situation with

Zane.

Obviously, Zane had made several calls to Natalie during this period, but Natalie never responded. Even though Zane had let go of everything for Bianca's sake, Natalie couldn't forgive him.

"It's not easy to get news about i Malcolm," she remarked.

After all, nobody knew much about Faye back then. So now...

"Are you implying that Malcolm gave Zane the information?" What was Malcolm really up to?! The next moment, Austin said, "After all, she's still the Zane's wife!" What? Natalie felt a little dizzy with confusion.

In her mind, Bianca was always the most adept at handling such matters. When she left Simeria, she shouldn't have left

behind such trouble.

Austin noticed her thoughts. With a y smile, he said, "As long as he's unwilling, whatever agreements or documents Bianca presents will be useless!" Even if there were agreements, they wouldn't matter? i When Natalie heard this, she gasped, feeling a chill down her spine. Zane was indeed terrifying.

Now that Bianca had provoked these two, it truly was her misfortune! Natalie was genuinely worried about Bianca. The current situation was already frustrating enough, but now that Malcolm and Zane knew her whereabouts and were showing interest in her.

Natalie was truly concerned! Bianca said there was no need to run

away. So, they both understood that escaping was absolutely futile. But now, if Bianca didn't flee, what could she do? \ Early in the morning, Nancy came over.

| With John not around, she had a bit more ' freedom to move.

Bianca asked, "You're here so early." "I'm making you breakfast!" Nancy replied cheerfully.

Bianca frowned at the offer. She really didn't want to feel like she was exploiting Nancy', but Nancy insisted. "Don't worry, I'm not in pain anymore." Not in pain anymore? Hearing Nancy say this, Bianca couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. What kind of ordeal had Nancy gone through to i ‘ et | make even this level of pain a habit in her world?

"Even if you're not in pain, you're still injured." Bianca sighed.

{ | Natalie shrugged it off. "It doesn't- matter. I need to eat anyway, so just think of it as me mooching a meal off you." | What Bianca didn't know was that ' Nancy's home had hardly any food left,.

and she barely had any living expenses.

Whenever John had money, he would gamble it away, leaving very little for groceries each month. Nancy hadn't eaten meat in who knew how long.

At Bianca's house, Nancy was probably eating the best she'd had in a while.

"Come in," Bianca relented upon hearing Nancy's persistence.

"Let me cook instead," Bianca suggested, feeling bad about letting the injured Nancy work in the kitchen.

But Nancy reassured her, "It's okay, I can handle it. Trust me."

Trust her? Bianca had very little trust for people in y general, but she found herself — inexplicably trusting Nancy. Eventually, Bianca nodded. "Okay." | In the end, Bianca trusted Nancy. Natalie obediently went inside. i When Bianca saw the scars on Natalie's hands, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Let me do it," she insisted.

"I'll make you a breakfast dish that's unique to our region!" Nancy persisted.

Her persistent insistence finally made Bianca compromise, allowing Nancy to busy herself in the kitchen while she sat on the sofa by the fireplace, watching Nancy work tirelessly.

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Bianca couldn't help but think; if only this diligent and reliable girl were aman, how great would it be? Bianca would definitely marry her without hesitation.

For breakfast, there was milk and bread.

Bianca wasn't particularly fond of bread, , but the ones Natncymade were quite special. It seemed Natalie liked meat, s0 she grilled some and made sausage rolls wrapped in bread. Perhaps worried that Bianca might find it too heavy, she also added some vegetables inside.

Bianca, who usually preferred light meals, ended up eating two of them.

Meanwhile, Nancy's rolls were all filled + with meat.

"How is it?" Nancy asked.

"t's delicious," Bianca replied.

"You have everything here, so it's easy to make," Natalie said with a smile.

Under the influence of good food, Natalie felt particularly satisfied. And Bianca, seeing what Natalie could cook, asked, "Your living conditions were good before, right?"

Nancy hesitated. "Before?" Ever since she arrived here, she had longed for those past times. = "I grew up in an orphanage, but I was always with the headmistress. She loved cooking," Nancy explained.

Talking about those past memories seemed to invigorate Natalie. Perhaps those memories were what kept her going.

And Bianca, unusually attentive, listened carefully.

A tragic fate! A tragic experience! But what about the future? Would it be just as tragic? In the end, because of her longing for the headmistress, Natalie began to cry.

Bianca comforted her, "It will get better."

"The headmistress passed away," Nancy revealed.

Even if she managed to escape, she-would never see the person she missed the most again. With the one who protected her gone, her future path would solely depend on her.