A Divorce After My Rebirth

Chapter 935 I Had Nothing to Do ! with Her Death \ As Bianca watched the two figures wrestling in the snow, she felt numb.

I Both of them seemed to sense something I and halted their actions, turning to look towards the doorway where Bianca stood with cold eyes.

With that, their fight came to a complete p stop. Malcolm pushed Zane aside and strode towards Bianca.

come back with me," he said, as if Bianca belonged to him.

His words were so familiar and natural.

But when he grabbed Bianca's hand...

Slap! At that moment, it seemed like Bianca summoned all her strength to slap him hard, leaving him frozen in place.

Bianca looked at Malcolm coldly. "Get lost!" J q One had spoken in a resolute manner; while the other brimmed with hatred and even hostility.

"Her death has nothing to do with me. I had nothing to do with it!" Malcolm I asserted.

He was a man who dared to take responsibility for his actions.

But seeing Bianca's detachment and hostility, he... panicked! Shaking his head, he said to Bianca, "It's not my fault!" Seeing Malcolm like this, Bianca felt even more desolate about Nancy's death.

Especially with Malcolm's reaction, her eyes filled with disgust.

And it was this disgust that kept pricking i Malcolm's nerves.

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"Wipe that look off your face. I'm telling you, I didn't do it!" p "Hah!" Bianca laughed at the man's explanation. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

It was a cold and melancholic laugh.

Malcolm was a man who never explained himself. Yet, he was now trying to explain himself to her? But what was the point of this , explanation? "Seriously? Are you really telling me you had nothing to do with it?" £ Did he really have nothing to do with it? Everything seemed to revolve around them. And now, here he was, saying he had nothing to do with it?! Malcolm was speechless.

Watching Bianca's desolate laughter, it feltasifagiant hand reached into his : chest, mercilessly grabbing his heart.

It hurt so much and felt so empty.

y This was the first time he experienced J such a feeling. In the past, he never knew what feelings were.

But now, with Bianca, he felt everything vividly.

"Come back with me first." Malcolm's mind was blank now. With Zane here, Malcolm didn't want to say anything and didn't care what he said to Bianca. Right now, he just wanted to get away from Zane.

But Bianca instinctively avoided his outstretched hand. She stared at him proudly and coldly, like a queen untouchable by mere mortals.

"Go back with you, huh?" Malcolm's hand stiffened, hanging in the air. He looked at her unwavering eyes, y equally determined.

+ Yet Bianca just looked at him coldly.

y Thatlookin her eyes had completely drawn the line between them.

Malcolm said, "Are you trying to back out?" Back out! Previously, Bianca had made a verbal agreement with Malcolm because of Nancy. Bianca's lips curved into a smile.

’ "Back out?" It sounded like a joke to her. ( "Was there ever a deal between us?" In Bianca's eyes, everything between them was Malcolm's unilateral decision.

"Bianca, don't you remember how I treated you?" "It's all just wishful thinking on your part!" When he sought revenge on her, he didn't

want to hear any explanations.

y Now, what was he doing? Was he being kind to her, or did he have feelings for her? I But regardless of what Malcolm felt towards Bianca, her disdainful gaze at him was evident. : Malcolm couldn't help but shiver at Bianca's words, especially at the phrase "wishful thinking." "Wishful thinking?" "Isn't it? Regardless of what happened : between us, you instigated it. We didn't know each other!" Indeed, they were once strangers to each other. They only met because of the feud involving Faye.

Malcolm was further agitated by Bianca's words. He trembled in the cold wind, obviously infuriated.

s "Fine... it's all one-sided." » "So let me tell you now, I've always rejected you, and I still do. It'll be the same in the future, so don't waste your time on me." I The answer would remain the same in the past, present, and future. And she wasnt wrong. Even when Malcolm was being kind to her before, she still rejected him.

And now, she looked down on him even more.

As for the future, there was no possibility between them. / One had to admit, Bianca's rejection was crystal clear.

"Fine, you've got guts!" No one had ever dared to speak to him like this. And today, Bianca, he had to admit, had spoken decisively. Her words almost erased everything between them, "= as if nothing had ever happened.

Malcolm left, driven by anger. He was afraid he might lose control and strangle that woman if he stayed any longer.

So, he left! Zane stepped forward, still exuding his aristocratic air. It was evident from the { recent scuffle that he hadn't suffered any losses.

However, Bianca walked out and headed straight to her little house. It was over.

Everything in this Weiss Town was over.

But just as she took a couple of steps, she felt someone grab her wrist.

"The house is cold. Stay here, okay?" In the next moment, Bianca shook off the man's hand and said, "I can handle it myself!" She wasn't useless.

Zane frowned. There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but seeing ¥ Bianca's trembling figure, he knew that Nancy's death had come as a shock to her.

She needed time to digest it, so she needed to be alone now.

Bianca didn't know how she made it back to her little house. Numbly, she lit the fireplace, not knowing if she wanted to warm herself or Nancy. Her chest ached to the point of pain.

Sandy came over. "Ms. Sanders." { Her face filled with sorrow, obviously struggling to accept Nancy's departure.

Bianca wanted to say something, but her heart felt so heavy at the moment that she couldn't say anything.

Sandy continued, "That man threatened to scatter Nancy's ashes into the icy lake, /~ denying her peace even in death!"

As Sandy spoke, there was a hint of pity and sympathy in her eyes towards Nancy.

! But for Bianca, flames ignited in her eyes. © She stood up silently and walked out of the house, heading straight towards I Nancy's home. Sandy came out and saw I the direction she was heading.

She hugged Bianca. ""Ms. Sanders, please don't go!" "Let go of me," Bianca said, completely ' infuriated.

How could there be such men in this / world? They didn't treat others well when they were alive, and now, even in death, it was somehow her fault?!