Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Seeing that she was serious, Cornell raised his hands and turned around.
The door of the bathroom was soon slammed shut.
After giving herself a good soak in the bathtub, Audrey felt much better. She walked out wearing only a bathrobe. To her surprise, Cornell was still in the room.
She did her best to ignore him. Just as she raised the quilt to lie on the bed, Cornell grabbed her waist and dragged her back into the bathroom.
“What are you doing? Why do you want to go to bed with your hair wet?”
With that, he unwrapped the small towel around her head, picked up the hair dryer, and got to work.
Audrey’s mind was a mess as she stared at their reflection in the mirror. She noticed that his hair was also wet, but that only made him look more dashing.
The familiar smell kept wafting into her nose, making her heart beat fast.
Cornell’s care was torture for her now. She was afraid of falling for him even more. She might decide not to divorce anymore.
Once her hair was all dry, she looked at his face through the mirror and thanked him softly.
Cornell remained standing behind her. Their bodies were almost touching.
With one hand on the washstand, Cornell stared at her reflection in the mirror. The corners of his eyes slanted as he asked, “Is that all the thanks I’m gonna get?”
Audrey gasped softly. The air in her lungs went in the wrong direction at this moment. She gawked at him with her eyes many sizes wider.
Usually, she would allow him have his way whenever he did something for her, but she couldn’t do that now.
Their marriage was about to end!
Through the mirror, Cornell could see how her eyes became misty and her nose became pink. These changes aroused him for some reason.
Suddenly, he got a bit upset. He pinched her chin and warned angrily, “Never look at other men like that. Do you hear me?”
Audrey’s eyebrows knitted in confusion. What was he on about?
His eyes darkened further as he added, “There are many animals out there. Many men are not as nice as I am. Got it?”
Weird! Audrey thought, not understanding how any man could act impulsively if they saw her looking like this.
She froze like a deer in headlights when she noticed that he was moving closer. When an alarm bell rang in her head, she quickly turned her face away.
Cornell roughly held her shoulders and pressed her against the washstand. He commanded, “Don’t move.”
Their Lips almost met and their eyes were intertwined. Audrey thought he was going to kiss her. Her heart was racing, and even her eyelids trembled with anxiety.
But Cornell didn’t do anything crazy. He just kissed her forehead as if he was leaving his imprint on her.
Afterward, he pinched her cheeks and said in a hoarse voice, “This is your punishment.”
He sounded so serious.
His statement made her short of words.
What a nonsense!
Audrey rolled her eyes with annoyance and self-disappointment.
Why did she let his tenderness take her breath away? How could she forget her decision so easily? She should get a grip!
Suddenly, Cornell’s phone rang, bringing her back to reality.
She left quietly to make room for him.
At the same time, Cornell answered the phone and went to the balcony.
He chatted on the phone for a while before hanging up and walking back to the bedroom.
By this time, Audrey had already wrapped herself up in bed.
She knew he was about to leave, but she didn’t try to stop him.
“Close the door behind you,” she said before he could utter a word.
“Okay. Sleep tight.” After saying that, Cornell picked up his coat, walked to the door, and turned to glance at her before walking out.
It wasn’t until she heard the door lock that Audrey inched her head from underneath the quilt.
There was a turbulence in her heart at this time. Soon, she felt so bitter.
Everyone knew that Cecilia was the only woman that Cornell loved.
Did she stand a chance against that impressive woman?
Would the baby change anything? Not a chance.
Thinking of this, Audrey tore up the pregnancy test result in a fit of rage.
She felt lucky that she hadn’t told him about her pregnancy yet.
After all, breaking the news would have only earned her more humiliation.
Back in the hospital, Cornell stood in front of the window that overlooked the beautiful night sky. The moonlight accentuated his straight features, making him look extremely outstanding.
“Cornell,” Cecilia called out as she lay on the bed nearby.
She was in a dark purple silky nightgown, which gave off her figure.
Cornell snapped out of his deep thoughts and turned to her.
“How are you feeling now?”
“I’m better now. I’m sorry to have bothered you again,” Cecilia said guiltily.
“Jocelyn was making a fuss over nothing.”
Her face twisted pitifully as she spoke. It was as if she was reminding Cornell how special she was to him.
“Not a big deal.” With no expression on his face, Cornell asked lightly, “You hungry? I can ask Matteo to get you whatever you’d like to eat.”
“No, thanks.” Cecilia asked in a soft voice, “Where were you before?
Did I interrupt something?”
“Not at all,” Cornell replied calmly. He took a look at his watch and said, “It’s late now. Go to sleep.”
“I’m so scared, Cornell.”
Cecilia suddenly wrapped her hands around Cornell’s waist from behind and sobbed with grievance. She buried her face into his back.
“Stay with me, please. Just for tonight, okay?”
Instinctively, Cornell pulled back the moment Cecilia wrapped her arms around his waist.
Cecilia’s arms were left hanging. She looked surprised, to say the least.
The room fell into a dead silence in an instant.
Embarrassed, Cecilia withdrew her hands and clenched them into fists.
Her eyes turned red as she asked, “Cornell, do you hate me now?”
“Of course not.”
Cornell handed her a piece of tissue as a way to comfort her.
“I knew it. I’m just a burden now. Cecilia burst into tears.
“I shouldn’t have come back.”
“Don’t be silly!” Cornell took a step forward and gave her shoulder a squeeze.
“You are not a burden to me. No matter what, I’ll always take care of you.”
“Cornell, I know you would never leave me.” Cecilia held his hand tightly as she looked up at him with obsessive eyes.
Cornell didn’t leave until Cecilia fell asleep.
As soon as the door closed, Cecilia, who had been pretending, opened her eyes.
She had perceived a strange fragrance on Cornell’s clothes just now.