A Divorce After My Rebirth

Chapter 943 I Didn't Mean to Harm Her Malcolm looked at Bianca's indifferent expression, feeling a tightness in his chest. Anger burned within him, but then Bianca said, "There's no peace between us. Give up on that idea!" Right, there was no peace to be found! Their beginning was a mistake, and all the repercussions that followed were his own fault! "Bianca!" His voice grew heavy.

Finally, Bianca had had enough. She flung the soup pot in Malcolm's direction. If he hadn't dodged in time, he'd probably end up in the hospital again. Even though he avoided it, he still felt the heat, and his complexion darkened.

"Are you trying to kill me?!" Malcolm glared at her viciously.

"If I could, I'd end you myself!" Bianca's words were sharp, filled with determination and her trademark coldness.

Seeing Bianca like this, Malcolm understood the concept of hopelessness in an instant. Back in the family, he could get whatever he wanted easily, even if it required some effort.

But now, Bianca's prideful nature made him realize just how hopeless things were.

"Bianca!" Through gritted teeth, he spoke. When had he ever had to humble himself like this before a woman? Yet this damned woman seemed oblivious to his efforts.

"Bianca!" he practically spat the words.

His tone was now devoid of any warmth.

Seeing Bianca like this, Malcolm wanted nothing more than to tear her apart.

Finally, he stormed out, fuming. He returned to the neighboring house in a mess.

Horatio was alarmed when he saw Malcolm's disheveled state. "Lord Malcolm, what happened?" "That damned woman!" Malcolm slammed his soup-splattered coat onto I the sofa, seething with rage. Seeing Malcolm like this, Horatio knew things must have escalated between the two.

"What's going on?" Horatio approached cautiously.

Malcolm kicked the coffee table, his fists clenched so tightly they were white.

Clearly, he was too angry to speak.

"It won't be easy." Horatio sighed, realizing Bianca must have thrown Malcolm out.

Bianca's temper was truly something.

Ever since Nancy left abruptly, Bianca

hadn't given Malcolm a single friendly look.

"When will she stop causing trouble?" Malcolm wondered aloud.

When would she finally let go of the past? Horatio caught Malcolm's meaning.

"It's not just about the past anymore, sir.

There's also the matter with Ms. Sharp to consider!" Malcolm remained silent.

At the mention of Nancy's name, his already frigid demeanor seemed to tremble involuntarily.

Nancy Sharp.

She was the first client Bianca took on after arriving here.

Since then, he could see how different Bianca's handling of Nancy's case was from any previous one, None had ever

been like this.

But Nancy... Closing his eyes, Malcolm felt a wave of resignation wash over him.

"never intended to harm her," he admitted. Though life held little value to Malcolm, Nancy was different. He never once wanted to harm her.

Horatio chimed in, "But it's the outcome of your involvement in that case that led to this." And wasn't it Malcolm's meddling that prolonged the case in the first place? Malcolm closed his eyes. He never expected Nancy to be so fragile or to resort to such extreme measures because of the case's prolongation. Their upbringing had been far more oppressive than Nancy's experiences, yet they survived.

So why had Nancy done that? And now, Bianca pinned Nancy's death

entirely on him.

1130, she'll never forgive me now, is that it?" Malcolm spoke again after along silence, his tone dangerous.

Horatio hesitated.

Would she? With Bianca's temperament, it seemed unlikely. Other women might forgive Malcolm if he humbled himself, but not Bianca. She had never bowed down to him all these years, so how could he expect to win her over with a few words? "Lord Malcolm, you know how she isa Horatio trailed off.

He couldn't bear to continue. Malcolm had abandoned everything in Simeria for Bianca's sake. Even so, it seemed Bianca wouldn't return to his side.

It was truly heartbreaking.

As the conversation ended, Malcolm's

aura grew heavier. Opening his eyes, they gleamed with fierce determination.

"In that case," he chuckled bitterly, "how I exist in her world no longer matters, does it?" Hearing Malcolm's cold laughter, Horatio couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

"perhaps it's better to be patient. After all, this just happened recently. Give her some time," Horatio advised.

But coaxing her with patience was unlikely to bring her back. They all knew Bianca's stubbornness. She wasn't one to turn back.

She wants to send Nancy's husband to prison, huh?" Malcolm's tone turned dangerous.

Horatio fell silent, sensing the danger emanating from Malcolm.

Meanwhile, Zane's expression darkened upon learning that Malcolm had moved back next door to Bianca. Seth glanced worriedly at Zane.

"Lord Zane..." "Let him be," Zane dismissed Seth's concern. Knowing Bianca as he did, especially regarding Nancy's situation, it was clear she must despise Malcolm now.

Bianca agreeing to live together with Malcolm was out of the question.

"But it's Lord Malcolm!" Seth fretted. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

True, it was Malcolm. He was a man capable of anything when pushed, and Seth worried about the consequences.

Suppressing oneself for too long could lead to a dangerous outburst.

Zane massaged his temples, feeling the headache coming on. "If this is a test he's destined to face, then let him face it sooner rather than later," he resolved.

I Seth understood Zane's meaning.

Malcolm had never experienced loss, which was why he acted the way he did with Bianca.