Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
When Audrey bent over to pick it up without hesitation, the thief whipped out a knife and was about to jab it at her.
“Why don’t you just mind your fucking business, huh? Go to hell, bitch!”
The sun had reflected on the blade of the knife the very moment he pulled it out. Audrey reacted quickly. She pulled his shoulder and tilted her entire body to the side.
The knife only bruised Audrey’s arm as the young man struggled to remain standing.
With a clang, the knife fell to the ground.
The thief lost it in an instant. He picked up the knife again and yelled with red eyes, “How dare you dodge! You are finished today!”
After that threat, he raised his hand again and aimed for Audrey’s neck this time.
Audrey’s face turned deathly pale. Her eyes widened like never before.
Was this how she was going to die?
After the thought crossed her mind for a fleeting second, she reached out her hand to hold the blade of the knife tightly.
Blood oozed out of her palm within seconds.
It dripped down her hand.
Shocked by the sight, the thief froze on the spot.
He looked at her like she was some monster. Afterward, he withdrew his hand as if the knife was as hot as coal.
The two of them stared at each other.
Bang!
A cop kicked the thief and pinned him to the ground in a trice.
Audrey, who had lost a lot of blood, collapsed to the ground.
“Oh my God!” With teary eyes, the lady in red ran over and knelt by Audrey’s side. She was horrified by the blood.
Pointing at the woman’s bag, Audrey gritted her teeth in pain and said, “Check the bag. Are the drugs still in it?”
The teary-eyed woman fetched her bag and looked inside it. She then said excitedly, “Yes, they are still there. Thank you so much, miss.
Don’t say anything more. Let me send you to the hospital now.”
Minutes later, the ambulance arrived in front of an hospital.
A doctor examined Audrey and determined she wasn’t badly injured.
Audrey only had a few bruises and a cut in her palm.
As the doctor stitched the cut, the woman whose purse was stolen, stayed by Audrey’s side the whole time. Audrey buried her face in the woman’s shoulder, too scared to look at the needle.
She had a phobia for needles and had a low tolerance for pain since she was little.
She was such a softie for someone who was born into hardship.
Any pain would be magnified to an unbearable extent.
Worse still, she had lied to the doctor that she was allergic to anesthesia just so her baby wouldn’t get hurt.
The stitching made her scalp go numb. She clenched her teeth and burst into tears.
The bag owner’s heart broke for Audrey. She wished she could take Audrey’s pain away.
After the doctor left, it took Audrey a long time to remember her appointment for the divorce.
Was Cornell already waiting for her?
Audrey took out her phone to give Cornell a call. She wasn’t used to using her left hand, so the phone dropped to the floor and tripped off.
The woman helped her pick it up.
“Please don’t move. I’ll help you with whatever it is.”
On the way here, the two of them had exchanged pleasantries. The woman introduced herself as Luciana Lloyd.
“Luciana, could you please help me make a call?”
“sure! What’s the number?”
Audrey recited Cornell’s phone number. After dialing it, Luciana asked curiously, “Who is this?”
Audrey replied, “My husband.”
“Okay.” Luciana held out the phone to her.
“Ermm… Could you please speak to him for me?”
Audrey still hadn’t gotten used to the pain. In the past, she always called Cornell at the slightest injuries. She usually burst into tears as soon as she heard his voice.
Now that their marriage was coming to an end, she felt she had no right to cry to him.
The last thing she wanted was to show her vulnerability to him. She was afraid that she would lose control and burst into tears.
“Okay, what should I tell him?” Luciana agreed readily and asked.
“Tell him that I can’t make it to the appointment this morning. But I’ll be at the court at two o’clock this afternoon.”
Luciana paused for a moment before saying, “Got it.”
The line went through shortly after.
For some reason, Luciana turned and whispered on the phone. Audrey pricked up her ears. However, she couldn’t make out the conversation.
She just heard Luciana say that they were in the hospital.
Luciana hung up and turned to Audrey again. With a smile, she said, “Audrey, I hope you don’t mind me telling your husband exactly why you can’t make it to the appointment.”
“It’s okay, Luciana. It doesn’t matter.” Audrey bit the insides of her lips. Whether Luciana said it or not, Cornell wouldn’t care about her anyway.
“Are you getting married to this man today?”
“Nah, quite the opposite. We’re getting divorced,” Audrey answered honestly.
“Divorce?” Luciana asked in surprise, “Why?”
Audrey raised a brow, wondering why Luciana was so interested in her business. Didn’t Luciana know the word, privacy?
Reading her mind, Luciana smiled and explained, “Bear with me, Audrey I have been through this myself. Honestly, I think you are impulsive.”
When Audrey realized that Luciana was just being kind, she said with a bitter smile, “Don’t get me wrong. My husband is the one who asked for a divorce.”
“How could it be? You are a beautiful and kind-hearted woman. Is he blind or something?” said Luciana while gnashing her teeth.
Audrey found Luciana’s reaction amusing. It warmed her heart that someone she just met had taken her side.
“He wants to marry someone else,” Audrey said.
The two of them chatted for another while. When it was time for lunch, Luciana went out to get some food for Audrey.
The ward was quiet. Leaning against the pillow, Audrey yawned and began to doze off.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Audrey’s eyelids flew open. She looked in that direction.
A tall and straight figure was standing in the doorway. It was Cornell. He was wearing a black suit. His face was so handsome and he exuded a dignifying and elegant aura.
Against the sunlight, he strode to her slowly.
It seemed that he was shrouded with a layer of sacred aroma, which made him pure and pleasant.
Audrey’s mind was jammed with many thoughts.
When she recalled the near-death experience earlier, pain tugged at her heartstrings.
She felt both sad and aggrieved.
She badly wanted to show Cornell all her injuries and then cry in his arms.