A Divorce After My Rebirth

As the final days approached, it became increasingly agonizing for Irwin.

Natalie could almost feel how suffocated Irwin was. It was a testament to the torment he endured.

Yet, in the face of Irwin's torment, Natalie remained silent.

"Do you feel anything?" Irwin's emotions were barely concealed in his words.

"No," Natalie replied, her response unchanged.

It was unclear how many times Irwin had asked this question during this time, just as Natalie didn't

know how many times she had replied with the same answer.

As she finished speaking, Natalie keenly sensed the urgency emanating from the man.

Such urgency was unlike any other time...!

It was as if he's enduring something...!

They were too complicated!

Natalie naturally didn't know why Irwin was feeling this way.

After breakfast, Irwin made a phone call from his study. It was an hour-long conversation whose

recipient remained unknown.

When he emerged, the gravity in his demeanor was obvious.

"I'm taking you somewhere," Irwin said after taking a deep breath.

"Where to?" Natalie's response was calm compared to the depth in Irwin's tone.

"The city hall," Irwin replied.

Natalie fell silent.

Lydia and Xyla exchanged nervous glances before turning their attention back to Natalie. She sat in her

wheelchair, and her hands unconsciously clenched.

In the end, she chuckled.

Her laughter dripped with irony.

"I know you're worried about me using your father. Don't worry, I won't use anyone this time," Irwin

assured.

"Is that so?" Natalie's question dripped with sarcasm, amplifying the discomfort already festering within

Irwin.

Doubt.

Yes, that's what it was—the unmistakable aura of doubt.

Natalie exuded an aura of distrust towards both him and Cedric, which was evident in her tone and

demeanor.

Perhaps Cedric also saw it.

Even though he forcefully stayed by her side, all he received was this bitter taste.

And they... had brought this upon themselves!

They deserved it!

In the car, Natalie offered no resistance. She was cold—dangerously so!

"Are you really going to marry me?" Natalie asked calmly. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Yet beneath her calm demeanor, a storm brewed. It was evident to anyone listening.

"Of course," Irwin replied firmly, his words resolute.

Natalie fell silent for a moment. Just when Irwin thought she wouldn't say anything more, Natalie spoke

again.

"Hopefully, you won't regret it."

Irwin paused, sensing the tumultuous emotions swirling within her at those words. However, he didn't

deserve the concept of 'regret' in his world, especially when it came to Natalie.

Initially, Irwin thought it would take some effort to persuade Natalie to marry him. He hadn't expected

her to offer no resistance at all.

Inside the city hall, numerous couples preparing for marriage glanced at Irwin and Natalie. They were

captivated by Irwin's striking appearance.

Yet when they saw Natalie with her empty eyes as she sat in her wheelchair, they cast envious glances

her way.

"He's such a good man. He's willing to marry a blind woman. She's so lucky!"

"Do you envy her?" The man beside her sounded displeased.

The woman replied, "Of course, I wish I were her. Look at how handsome he is!"

"Shut up!" the man snapped.

Natalie listened to these envious comments, a smile playing on her lips. Only Irwin understood the true

meaning behind that smile.

Though the process was complex, it was swift.

When it came time to sign the documents, Irwin signed for Natalie—a practice unheard of, but the

officials said nothing.

They recognized the rarity of a distinguished man marrying a blind woman. Since that was the case,

they naturally deserved the happiness of marriage.

After exiting the city hall, Irwin handed their marriage certificate to Dylan.

"Go ahead," Irwin's tone was profound, and Dylan understood his unspoken message.

Thnunh there were still three da\/s left Irwin accented that Natalie's chances of recoven/with Edward's

treatment were likely nonexistent.

They were soon returning to Simeria, and any obstacles in their path needed to be cleared before they

departed.

"Nat, here's to a happy marriage to us," Irwin leaned in close to whisper in Natalie's ear, his tone tinged

with bitterness.

He didn't expect Natalie to respond.

Yet, to his surprise, Natalie broke her silence and said, "Happy marriage!"

Those words were profound and piercing, and Irwin sensed the sharpness in her response.

His heartstrings tightened with each passing moment. Ultimately, he swallowed down the bitterness

that lingered in his chest with determination.

Whatever lay ahead, he resolved to endure it all.

No one knew what storms Natalie would stir between Irwin and Cedric in the future, but her regaining

sight was an inevitable necessity.

Regardless of what she would do once her sight returned, both Irwin and Cedric were determined to let

her see the world!

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Although Irwin had come to terms with the fact that Edward's treatment wouldn't work and had obtained

the marriage certificate, he persisted in his duties.

Natalie continued to take the medicine at noon and night. She didn't refuse and drank it down calmly

each time.

There was an endless torment in Irwin's heart as he watched her. He almost wished she would show

emotions towards him, even if it was just anger.

Yet she didn't!

Regardless of the circumstances, Natalie remained composed, which only made Irwin more uneasy. -

In Simeria, the news spread like wildfire.

Irwin and Natalie's marriage certificate was plastered everywhere.

Upon seeing it, Heather and Stephen exchanged glances.

"It seems that there really is no chance for her to recover with Mr. Larkin's treatment," Heather

remarked in a bitter tone.

Stephen furrowed his brow and remained silent.

Undoubtedly, it was true.

Heather harbored genuine resentment towards Cedric. Even so, hearing about Irwin and Natalie's

marriage made her uneasy after knowing about Cedric's sacrifice for Natalie's sake.

"If Nat were to find out, how do you think she'd react?" Heather looked at Stephen, her concern

evident.

Stephen's frown deepened further at Heather's question.

How would she react?

He sighed and remained silent.

Some things were better left unsaid.