Reborn to Divorce: The Cold CEO's Reluctant Wife

creamed that autumn had officially taken over. Even the entire

n. Someone like her should've just stayed dead," Jan

le are just too stubborn to die. But that night was cre

ably under ten square meters, with a narrow single bed covered in dirty, cr

. Then, as they looked up, they spotted a fig

a slender figure lost in thought. The gold br

, framing a pale, delicate face-sharp features drained

ft too long in the cold-faded

of her daze. Slowly, she turned around-

maids' spines, and

nally awake, huh? You've been lying there like a queen for a month while we've been running

than low in the Bennett house now. After what you did, heck, you should've stayed dead-it wo

s locked onto the food like nothing else existed. She was beyond hungry. Stumbling forward

e food straight off the floor, and started shoving it into her mou

now look at you-crawling on the floor like a stray. You ran off with some guy, and w

elly. That alone let Sabrina feel something solid-something

with some random guy

piece together the fragments-but her head was just a swirling

the empty plate. "What, suddenly deaf? I said clean all the fl

g her fingers against her temples, Sabrina shot them

and she looked more like a ghost than

arly flashed through their minds. Uneasy, both

rk? Fine. Get beate

uin yourself, but don

, both women

ushed open the window, drawing in the sharp, cold air outside. She t

et at her wrist. Then, with a calme