A Divorce After My Rebirth

Chapter 950 Nothing Noble About You Hearing Bianca's words, Malcolm felt like his mind was being clouded. "Is that what you really think?" At that moment, all his previous restraint towards Bianca was about to burst out.

How could she think like that?! Bianca looked at Malcolm. "What else could it be?" Love was something that could happen to anyone, but it just wouldn't happen to this man.

Maybe there was a chance? But for Bianca, it definitely wouldn't happen to her.

Malcolm looked at her cold expression.

Especially at this moment of questioning,

there was no warmth in her eyes.

Malcolm had to admit that Bianca... was truly an icy person! The grip on Bianca's wrist gradually loosened, and Malcolm saw the complexity in Bianca's expression as he watched her face.

The moment she gained her freedom, Bianca rubbed her slightly sore wrist. She looked away from the man and turned to walk away! "Wait!" Just as she took a couple of steps, Malcolm's voice came from behind, slightly tense. And beneath that tension, there was also an underlying sense of desolation.

Bianca paused her steps, not turning back. She silently waited for the man's follow-up.

"Put away your suspicions."

Bianca remained silent, "Even if I were to use someone, I would do so openly and without hiding anything!" So, she thought he abandoned everything in Simeria to come here just to conceal some larger conspiracy? He never stooped to such means. Never in the past, not now, and certainly not in the future! Bianca closed her eyes to collect her thoughts.

Yet, she still didn't respond to Malcolm.

Instead, she stepped inside.

Malcolm watched her indifferent figure, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something. However, those words never left his mouth.

As Bianca closed the door, her chilling voice echoed, "In your world, life has always been a meaningless existence."

"There's nothing noble about you!" With a bang, the door closed before Malcolm's eyes, bringing a gust of cold wind. Malcolm stood in place, not returning to his senses for a long time.

Horatio stood behind him, sensing the chill emanating from him. It was colder than the snowy day, and he called out worriedly, "Lord Malcolm?" "So, is she hating me because of what happened to Nancy?" Undoubtedly, though her attitude was cold at first, at least they could exchange a few words...! But everything changed after Nancy died.

In her attitude towards him, there was not only endless coldness but also an undisguised disgust.

Yes, disgust!

In Malcolm's entire life, he had never felt anyone's disdain towards him like this.

And now, Bianca... hated him? Horatio fell silent. Hearing Malcolm talk about Bianca's hatred, his gaze grew solemn. "She really wanted to help Ms.

Sharp." Anyone who knew Nancy's situation at that time would understand just how much Bianca wanted to help her.

Compared to anything she had done for anyone in Verde City before, the help she offered Nancy was more intense.

She was desperate to rescue Nancy from her predicament.

But in the end, Malcolm shattered everything.

Malcolm silently looked at the closed door, then closed his eyes.

"Hate, huh?" I

When he opened his eyes, they were colder than the icy, snow-covered ground, sending shivers down one's spine.

Horatio looked at Malcolm, wanting to say something. But the next moment, he heard Malcolm say, "Then let's make her hate me thoroughly." As Malcolm finished speaking, Horatio watched his back in shock, probably guessing what he was going to do next.

Horatio's whole body tensed. He wanted to dissuade him, but Malcolm turned and returned to the wooden house.

That bastard was back! Bianca was cooking dinner when she heard the banging on the door. Even just by the sound, she could tell someone outside was being rude.

Bianca went to open the door with a less-

than-pleasant expression.

She saw Nancy's damn husband standing at the door. When John saw Bianca, he instinctively shrank back. Then, in an instant, his eyes glinted with malice.

"Where's my wife? Stop hiding her and give her back to me!" As he spoke, the stench of alcohol wafted out.

Bianca scoffed. "Get lost!" She never expected this bastard to show up again. If she could, she would gladly send him away to rot for the rest of his life! And she would make sure he stayed there forever.

Before, the man was so afraid when he saw Bianca. But this time, it seemed like he mustered all his courage! "I'm not leaving until you give her back to me!" His tone was full of determination and arrogance.

Bianca fell silent.

He wouldn't leave, huh? The man looked at Bianca and directly sat on the ground before her door. "I have to take her home." Home? This man called that 'home'? Whose home? His home? Or... Nancy's home?! Thinking of that place with nothing, not even walls, so that it couldn't even be called a home...

"Do you know what 'home' means?" Bianca's tone was cold and clear! The man looked at her. He was unkempt and dirty.

Danger flickered in Bianca's eyes.

The man said, "What's it to you?" What was it to her?

"It has nothing to do with me. I'm just meddling." If it wasn't meddling, what was it? And her profession, in a way, was indeed meddling in others’ affairs.

John's gaze towards Bianca grew even more fierce at this moment.

He stood up and raised the bottle in his hand, ready to strike Bianca! But Bianca was quick to grab the man's wrist. "You're acting tough in front of me, huh?" "Give her back to me!" "She's not here. Are you going to starve?" Bianca mocked the man in front of her.

Nancy said John was just a good-for- nothing! Whenever there was a bit of money at home, it would all end up on the

gambling table. And within a year, she almost forgot what it was like to eat meat.

When Nancy was living with Bianca, no matter what kind of meal it was, it could at least fill her stomach. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He always roamed around outside. But at home, Nancy always prepared everything for him obediently, waiting for him to come home.

But now, Nancy was gone! When he returned to that place, it was just a cold place. Where was there even a hint of 'home'? That was why he now realized how important Nancy was.

Hearing Bianca's words, the man's face showed some guilt. "She's my wife. She should've done those things!" "Hah! " What a line, His wife should've done those things?!

Who gave this man the guts to say such things? Bianca shoved him into the snow, catching him off guard. He fell onto the icy ground.

"H-how dare you?!" Seeing Bianca's fierce gaze, the man was frightened.

Bianca exclaimed, "Don't you know? She's dead!" A chilling wind swept by.

Bianca truly felt her heart break for Nancy.

John surely knew that Nancy was no longer around, right? So, why was he still causing trouble here? As soon as Bianca finished speaking, the man's face instantly turned pale, and much of the alcohol smell dissipated.