Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
“Come closer.”
Kyle hesitated and stood still, filled with regret.
Last time, he’d drunk too much and ended up sleeping with Cecilia.
Following that, Cecilia began pressing him for Cornell’s schedule. She warned that she’d evidence of their affair and would sue him for raping her if he didn’t comply.
Kyle snorted in his heart at this. Cecilia had a strong desire for sex, often making passionate requests in bed. Each time, she climaxed multiple times before allowing him to finish.
Sleeping with her was more exhausting than manual labor, making him think a whore would be more worth his while.
Sensing his reluctance, Cecilia threatened, “Kyle, think about your position at the Clement Group. Do you really want to give up all this?”
It was his weakness. Kyle had much to lose, and he knew it.
He moved to her bed and then kneeled before Cecilia on the bed.
Cecilia moaned, “That’s… That’s it. Oh… You’re improving…”
Looking up, Kyle sneered, “You’re a good teacher.”
He could imagine how many men had shared her bed. She had her tricks.
Cecilia basked in the compliment. She never stopped herself from enjoying such.
But most of the time, she would think of these men as Cornell.
Thinking of Cornell’s handsome face heightened her excitement.
Finally satisfied, Cecilia rolled over to be on top of Kyle.
Breathless, she whispered, “Kyle, today I’ll take care of your needs, but you have to do something for me.”
When Kyle heard Cecilia’s request, his jaw practically hit the floor.
He shoved her away and protested, “I agreed to help you find out about Mr. Clement’s schedule, but there’s no way I’ll do something Like this for you. If Mr. Clement ever finds out, I’m toast.”
Audrey had taught him a lot when they were colleagues. She was patient with him and even gave him advice on how to work with Mr. Clement. If it was not for her guidance, he would not have been promoted and able to work under Matteo.
However, Cecilia’s recent request crossed a line. There was no way he would compromise his principles, especially not for something that could harm Audrey.
Cecilia’s mood plummeted. Pissed after being pushed by Kyle, she slapped him across the face, leaving a red imprint on his cheek.
“So what’s it gonna be? You wanna go to prison?” she warned.
Kyle’s resolve wavered. He was the breadwinner for his family, and prison was not an option.
“Fine, I’ll help you for the last time,” he muttered under his breath.
Cecilia silently laughed at Kyle’s stupidity. Once he walked into her trap, she would hold on to him as long as he proved useful.
This man thought that this was a one-time favor? What an idiot.
Cecilia brushed Kyle’s chest in a seductive manner and enticed him.
“Kyle, I’m not quite satisfied yet. Let’s continue, shall we?”
As she reached orgasm, Cecilia’s face twisted in a macabre blend of delight, hate, and sheer malevolence.
Just you wait, Audrey. That was what Cecilia had in mind.
As soon as they arrived in Tenassie, Audrey made a beeline for a flower shop and picked up a large bouquet. Then, she headed straight for the cupcake shop.
The shop owner recognized Audrey immediately. It was not every day that someone as stunning as Audrey walked in.
The shop owner handed over the box of cupcakes with a smile.
“Here you go, miss. This cake was just baked this morning, and the other one’s on us. Red bean is your favorite, right? They’re all yours, and I hope you enjoy them instead of crying.”
When Cornell heard the owner’s words, he felt a little flustered. He reached for his card and said, “Please, charge it to this.”
The shop owner awkwardly said, “I’m sorry, sir. We only accept cash.”
“Don’t worry about it. I got this.” Audrey whipped out her wallet and settled the bill.
When the shop owner handed the change to Audrey, she could not help but remark, “Is this handsome man your boyfriend? You two look Like you’re made for each other.”
Audrey did not answer and merely offered an awkward nod.
Back in the car, Cornell was in high spirits and even confidently said, “You see? That shop owner has a good taste!”
Audrey was at a loss for words. In response, she just closed her eyes and said nothing.
Not long after, they pulled up at the graveyard.
Audrey laid the bouquet and cupcakes in front of her grandmother’s tombstone and knelt down.
In the photo mounted on the stone, her grandmother was beaming with happiness.
Then, like a quiet storm, tears started to roll down Audrey’s cheeks.
“Grandma, I promise you that I will live a good life as you wished,” she said between sobs.
Cornell, too, knelt beside her and bowed three times toward the tombstone.
“Grandma, I give you my word that I’ll take good care of Audrey.”
Audrey found his words odd.
Actually, Cornell was so wired today. Just yesterday, he was so livid that he almost strangled her to death. But now here he was, acting all sweet and concerned in front of her grandmother’s grave.
As they were leaving the graveyard, Audrey asked Cornell to give her a lift and said, “You can head back. I’m staying here tonight.”
Though her uncle had sold her grandmother’s house, she had managed to rent it. But she hadn’t been back in ages. Therefore, she planned to stay overnight here.
Cornell asked where she was headed. After she told him the address, he drove her there and got out of the car with her.
When Audrey opened the door, a musty smell greeted them.
Cornell wrinkled his nose and asked incredulously, “You’re staying here for the night?”
Audrey shrugged it off.
“Yeah. I’ll just keep the doors and windows open for a while, and it’ll be fine.”
Before she could step inside, Cornell grabbed her arm.
“You can’t stay here. If you want to stay in town, I’ll book you a hotel room.”
Stubborn as she was, Audrey shook off his grip.
“I’m staying. Why don’t you just mind your own business?”
This place was full of cherished memories from her childhood. Cornell would not understand that.
“This place is damp, dirty, and crawling with germs, and you’re pregnant,” he reminded her.
Audrey could not keep calm anymore and snapped, “Cornell, you really don’t have to go to all this trouble.”
Cornell’s enthusiasm deflated like a punctured balloon. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What are you saying?”
“You don’t have to pretend that you care about the baby.”
“Pretend to care about the baby?” Cornell echoed. His expression turned stormy, and anger flickered in his eyes.
“Isn’t it true?” Audrey retorted.
He had been so against the baby, and he had even tried to make her get an abortion.
Even after she had told him it was his, he did not believe her. So, she could not see the point in his pretending to care now.
Cornell looked at her, his eyes ablaze with anger.
“Audrey, don’t push me too hard.”
He did not drive for hours just to get into a spat with her.
Audrey could not fathom why Cornell felt she was making things difficult for him, Why should she listen to him all the damn time?
Even when it came to their unborn child, it felt like she had no voice.