Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
“Audrey’s upset with me. Since she’s teaching Bryce, I hope you can be more lenient with her if she does anything improper,” Cornell said to Hector.
Audrey felt a chill run down her spine. Cornell seemed to know too much about her.
Also, it was not she was angry with him, but rather it was they had divorced.
Hector smiled and simply replied, “Alright.”
Then, he drove off.
Cornell straightened, and an enigmatic smile danced on his lips. But then, he turned back to Audrey, and his smile vanished in an instant.
“Let’s go,” he urged as he strode forward.
However, Audrey did not move, prompting him to return and take her hand.
“Do you want me to carry you?”
Audrey yanked her hand back and stared at him.
“Cornell, what do you want?”
For a moment, Cornell stared at her with narrowed eyes. And the next second, he stooped to pick her up.
Surprised, Audrey’s heat skipped a beat. She clung to his shirt and protested, “Cornell!”
“Didn’t you just ask what I want to do?” He leaned over and, with his lips brushing against her ear, whispered, “Do you know now?”
In an instant, Cornell bent over and placed Audrey in the back seat.
Before the door could click shut, he leaned in, pinched her chin, and planted a passionate kiss on her tender Lips.
Audrey’s fingers clutched his shirt, and one button broke, but Cornell didn’t seem to mind it. Audrey tried to voice her anger, but he silenced her by capturing the tip of her tongue in a passionate kiss, making Audrey shiver uncontrollably.
When Cornell finally released her, Audrey was left fuming. She raised her hand to hit him, but he effortlessly held her hand, his gaze penetrating hers.
“Like I said, only my wife could hit me. Do you want to come back to my side and be my wife?”
Hearing his words, Audrey didn’t want to hit him anymore.
Cornell knew her weaknesses and got a hang of dealing with her.
Anger welled up, but so did a sense of helplessness. Audrey despised the involvement with him.
In the past, Cornell’s presence served as her light.
She had clung to him just like someone holding a light in the dark.
However, that light hurt her mercilessly.
Seemingly a stress response, she couldn’t help resisting his advances since it would give birth to expectations in her.
Fear gnawed at her whenever she thought about the suffering expectations would likely bring.
No one knew what she was avoiding, let alone her fears.
Desperation edged into her voice as she pleaded, “Cornell, what can I do to stop you from pestering me? Do you just want to sleep with me? Will you let go of me after we have had sex?”
Cornell’s response was cold, his eyes devoid of warmth.
“What do you mean?”
“What do you think I’m implying?” Audrey met his gaze, tears welling up.
“Don’t you just want me for sex?”
“yihat?”
“Can you promise to leave me alone after? If so, I.”
Cornell sneered and cut her off, “You want to give yourself to me for free?”
The humiliation in his words wasn’t lost on her.
His words cut deep, and Audrey clenched her fists, trembling with sadness. However, she managed to pull herself together for the sake of getting away from his pestering.
“You have to give me a guarantee…”
Before she could finish, Cornell abruptly held her in his embrace, his chin against her soft hair. In a low voice, he said, “Can’t you just be obedient to me? I’m a little upset.”
The sudden shift in his demeanor caught Audrey off guard.
She couldn’t help but wonder why he was upset.
He ought to know there was nothing between her and Hector if he knew her current occupation as a tutor.
He didn’t have to get upset just because Hector had driven her here.
Moreover, they had divorced and she was no longer his wife.
But Cornell was unreasonable. Audrey didn’t want to talk to him anymore. She tried to push him away repeatedly.
“Let go of me. I’m going home.”
Cornell’s expression froze. He had already sensed her rejection.
But he released her obediently and allowed her to get out of the car.
“I’ll accompany you back.”
Audrey was about to speak when someone called her name.
“Audrey.”
Henley appeared out of nowhere, holding a bouquet of roses. There were at least ninety-nine roses.
The tension in the air surrounding them increased instantly.
Though Audrey couldn’t understand why Henley was standing there with flowers in his hand, it was a welcome excuse to get away from Cornell. Therefore, she walked toward Henley without hesitation.
However, Cornell suddenly grabbed her hand firmly, a frown etched on his face.
He remained silent, but his firm grip on her wrist and the complicated expression spoke volumes.
Audrey broke his hand little by little, just like he once did, and asserted, “Mr. Clement, since we are divorced, we are strangers. Please stop doing this.”
Two steps away, Henley unexpectedly grabbed her hand.
Audrey stiffened and instinctively attempted to pull away.
However, Henley held her hand tightly, his fingers intertwining with hers.
Leaning in, he whispered, “Don’t you want to get rid of him? Let me help you.”
Audrey’s heart raced. A cold, intense gaze bore into her from behind, a sensation akin to flesh being sliced. The look pierced her heart, causing a subtle tremor throughout her body.
Henley took Audrey’s hand, ignoring the intense glare from Cornell.
With a subtle nod at Cornell, Henley led her away.
Audrey couldn’t recollect how she made it home. Her mind was a blank canvas.
Henley handed her the bouquet of roses and said, “Get some rest.
Call me if you need anything.”
Audrey barely registered Henley’s words. She just nodded as he turned around and left.
She didn’t even know when she took the flowers from Henley.
She hadn’t been physically close to anyone other than Cornell for ages.
Even holding hands with Henley in front of Cornell made her feel guilty.
However, after taking that first step today, it didn’t seem that hard, even though the piercing look Cornell shot them scared her a little.
Back in her room, Audrey stared at the flowers and didn’t know what to do.
Why did Henley give her flowers?
The bouquet was large and undeniably attractive.