Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Then, a melodramatic wail from Cecilia filled the air.
“Ah, my head, my legs… Where’s Cornell? I want to see him…”
The feigning in her cry was unmistakable. Audrey felt disgusted.
Cornell, oblivious as ever, fell for this act again.
“Which hospital are you taking her to?” Cornell inquired.
Listening to this, Audrey decided she had no reason to linger in the vehicle any longer.
It was better to exit on her own terms than to be forcibly ejected later.
She unbuckled her seatbelt, stepped out of the car, and proceeded to walk away.
Cornell had broken her phone. Now, she couldn’t even book a train ticket on her phone. Her only option was to hail a taxi to the train station first.
Behind her, the flashy sports car revved its engine audaciously and sped off.
Standing there, Audrey mustered a sarcastic smile.
As she had expected, she was left in the dust.
She could never outshine Cecilia, but it didn’t matter anymore.
Having been abandoned multiple times in the past, she was now numb to this.
She didn’t shed a tear.
Just then, a taxi pulled up.
Audrey reached for the door handle, preparing to enter.
Beep! Abruptly, a blaring horn erupted from behind, persisting in its clamor.
Turning around, Audrey saw Cornell’s sports car making its return.
Through the windshield, Cornell’s striking features were visible.
He rolled down the window and commanded, “Get in A voice from behind snapped Audrey back to reality. iss, are you getting in or not? If you’re not, I’ll take this taxi.”
Swiftly stepping aside, Audrey let the taxi go.
Once it departed, the sports car parked before her again.
Concerned about drawing attention, Audrey reluctantly climbed back into the car.
As she settled into her seat, Cornell leaned in and probed, “Why did you walk away?”
Audrey recoiled instinctively, gripping the seat’s edge as she Looked at him through misty eyes.
Cornell simply secured the seatbelt for her.
After buckling her in, Cornell maintained that posture and asked, “Why are you so scared of me? Do you think I’m some kind of monster?”
Even without physical contact, his proximity seemed to make her alert.
Audrey didn’t dare to breathe loudly. Not wanting to anger him, she turned her face and said, “No.”
Unwilling to waste more time, Cornell reluctantly let her go.
Suspicion clouding her voice, Audrey inquired, “Weren’t you supposed to visit Cecilia?”
Cornell shot her a glance, replying, “You’ve been eavesdropping? Did I ever say I was going?”
Audrey was momentarily speechless. Well, he put it on the speaker and she could hear their conversation.
“I sent someone else in my place,” Cornell clarified.
Audrey remained silent, not wanting to be a burden to him.
“I can get there on my own. You don’t need to drive me there,” she offered.
Furrowing his brows, Cornell retorted, “Oh? How? By taking the train?
You’re pregnant. What if something happens to you?”
His words left her at a loss for a response.
For a fleeting second, Audrey sensed genuine concern for their baby from him.
But how could it be?
She knew he had no affection for their baby.
An uneasy silence filled the car until Cornell finally said, “I told you I’d accompany you to pay respects to your grandmother. I won’t break my promise.”
Audrey was stunned. She might have believed his promise if it had been in the past, but now…
She wouldn’t trust him anymore.
She chose to say nothing, merely leaning back into her seat and shutting her eyes.
Taking a quick glance at her, Cornell adjusted the car settings to comfortable mode.
The car smoothly continued its journey.
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Cecilia sipped on a bowl of nutritious soup with glee.
Her scraped hands and knees were a small price to pay for her trick of summoning Cornell over and making that bitch, Audrey, miserable.
She had heard that Cornell planned to go with Audrey to pay tribute to the latter’s grandmother.
Cecilia snorted. How could she just watch them together without doing anything?
She would never allow Audrey’s wishes to be fulfilled. So, her so- called accident came.
At this moment, Jocelyn, who stood by the door, said, “Miss, we have a visitor.”
Cecilia immediately set aside the bowl she was holding and reclined on the bed, feigning illness.
As Kyle, Cornell’s assistant, stepped into the room, Jocelyn cast a puzzled glance around and inquired, “Kyle, where’s Mr. Clement?”
Clearing his throat, Kyle looked down and replied, “Mr. Clement is occupied with other matters. He sent me to check on Miss Murray.”
Cecilia, previously lying in repose, abruptly sat up, her voice edged.
“What did you just say?”
Kyle repeated himself, adding, “Mr. Clement instructed me to find the finest doctor for you.”
Cecilia felt as if she’d been struck by lightning.
She was stunned. After tumbling down the stairs, she hadn’t anticipated Cornell would only dispatch an assistant to visit her.
Grabbing the bowl from the bedside, she hurled it at Kyle, shouting, “You’re utterly worthless! Why can’t you bring Cornell here?”
Kyle dodged the flying bowl and stated, “I can’t change Mr. Clement’s mind.”
Jocelyn stepped in to smooth things over.
“Kyle, don’t take it personally. Cecilia is just upset.”
Cecilia snapped, “Jocelyn, don’t bother. He’s useless and incompetent.
He can’t do anything well.”
Kyle, now furious, retorted, “Fine, if I’m so useless, why not turn to Matteo? He’s more trusted by Mr. Clement than I am.”
“You! What are you implying?” Cecilia was practically choking on her rage.
She’d reached out to Matteo before, but he’d brushed her off and kept his distance.
She couldn’t do anything about it.
Shifting her tone, Cecilia instructed, “Jocelyn, leave us alone.”
Getting the hint, Jocelyn exited to stand guard at the door again.
Cecilia beckoned.