Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Remaining stoic, Audrey continued her exit without looking back.
Just as she made her first few steps, a pair of strong arms gripped her.
“Cornell! Let go of me!”
Hadn’t he just told her to leave? What was he doing now?
“Cornell!” Audrey’s eyes reddened with rage.
Carrying her in his arms, Cornell stalked toward her ward.
“As long as we’re married, you’re not going anywhere, he declared, his voice icy and authoritative, brooking no debate.
In her fury, Audrey bit down on his shoulder. But Cornell was unfazed.
Grimacing, he warned, “You’ll find I have numerous ways to make you regret that bite.”
Before long, Audrey grasped his intention.
He secured the ward door. A distinctly loud noise echoed.
Audrey gave him a wary look and inquired, “Why do you lock the door?”
“Do something to make yourself more submissive.”
After he finished his words, Cornell placed her onto the bed, loosened his tie, and firmly secured her wrists to the headboard railing.
Before Audrey could respond, Cornell swiftly leaned in, pinned her to the bed, and kissed her passionately.
Audrey’s expression turned stormy in an instant. She attempted to turn her face away, but Cornell forced her to see him.
Holding her jaw in his grip, his face marred by the red marks caused by Audrey’s slap, he issued a chilling warning, “Cooperate if you care about the baby.”
Fury turned Audrey’s eyes a fiery red.
“Cornell, what kind of man are you? Bullying a woman is your way?”
At her words, Cornell paused in the act of unfastening her shirt, and his lips curled into a smirk.
“What does it take for you to recognize my manhood, Audrey?”
Audrey felt both humiliated and enraged. She couldn’t be as brazen as he was.
With a forceful kick, her lips quivering with emotion, she spat out, “You’re despicable, Cornell!”
Unfazed, Cornell used his long legs to pin the restless woman beneath him, replying with a sardonic grin, “Why don’t you take a closer look, then?”
The room was filled with tension and noise, unbeknownst to them, clearly audible to the man lurking just outside.
Henley stood just outside the ward, his face suggesting he could almost visualize what was happening inside. His mind painted a vivid picture. It was a man’s hands caressing a woman’s slender, pale waist, doing something.
Unable to contain his disgust any longer, Henley scoffed and walked away.
Two hours had elapsed.
Flushed and disheveled, Audrey found herself paralyzed despite her hands being free.
Cornell’s shirt was far from its usual crisp appearance. Seeing Audrey’s clothes in tatters, he tossed a spare shirt from the closet her way.
“Put this on for now. I’ll have Matteo bring you something more suitable later.”
Defiant, Audrey hurled the shirt back at him. Her cheeks flushed as she seethed, “Bastard!”
She blamed him for her lack of clothing.
Cornell’s anger seemed to subside. His eyes narrowed into icy slits as he inquired, “You’re using such strong words?”
Audrey fixed her glare on him, lacking further words to convey her anger.
The only curses she knew were already spent on this bastard.
Cornell adjusted his disheveled attire and suggested, “Perhaps you should expand your vocabulary. It might make for more interesting conversation during sex.”
Enraged to the point of tears, Audrey retorted, “Who says there will be more sex between us?”
Cornell’s eyes twinkled mischievously as he leaned in, pinching her cheek softly.
“Then with whom do you plan to have sex?”
“It’s none of your business,” Audrey snapped, still fuming over Cornell’s earlier comments at the caf?. Those words had left her feeling humiliated.
She attempted to free her hand from his grasp, but he tightened his hold on her.
Cornell’s eyes narrowed, emanating a dangerous glint.
“Aren’t you satisfied?”
Before Audrey could muster a response, he seized her chin and kissed her on her lips.
Gripping her restless hand, he kissed her passionately, their Lips and teeth clashing as though he intended to consume her very essence.
Audrey struggled involuntarily but realized she was drained of energy.
Fearing for the baby’s well-being, she ceased her resistance.
After what seemed like an eternity, when Audrey felt her tongue go numb, Cornell finally released her.
Catching her breath, she finally mustered the energy to reprimand him, “Cornell, have you lost your mind?”
His kisses were always so ferocious, as if driven by primal desire.
Cornell squinted at her.
“I’m teaching you how to speak.”
In other words, he was cautioning Audrey that Loose words came at a price.
The thought that she had dared to leave with another man infuriated him again.
Grasping her tightly, he issued a chilling warning, “If you ever dare to be with another man, I’ll chain you up like a dog. Stop flirting with other men.”
Audrey was perplexed. When had she ever flirted?
It wasn’t entirely Cornell’s fault for thinking so. Audrey’s eyes were captivating and innocent, but they possessed a mischievous twinkle, as if beckoning someone closer.
Annoyed by his embrace, Audrey felt increasingly uncomfortable.
She scowled and said, “Let go of me.”
Cornell remained unyielding. Leaning in, he kissed her again.
“Not a chance.”
Doubts about the paternity test nagged at him. After his flare-up, he began to sense that something was off.
Although the conclusive results were still pending, he knew that whoever was pulling the strings would soon be exposed.
He had initially come to apologize to her, but events had spiraled out of control.
He claimed to be disciplining her, yet not once had he harmed her.
Rather, he went out of his way to ensure her comfort.
Lowering his voice, tinged with a hint of charm, he said, “I was the one doing all the work just now. Weren’t you the one enjoying it?”
Mortified, Audrey shoved him away.
“How dare you!”
But Cornell only tightened his grip on her. He kissed her hair, caressed her cheek, and murmured, “I’m sorry. Can you stop pissing me off and confronting me?”
Audrey paused, bewildered by his sudden change of tone.
He seemed to have sensed something off about that test.
Audrey assumed he was trying to placate her, solely for the sake of the baby.
“I’m not pissing you off. I know my worth. I won’t overstep,” she replied.
It had been too long since she truly understood him. He was soothing her, not out of love, but out of possessiveness.