Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Regaining her composure, she cried out, “Doctor! Someone, please, help!”
Silence followed. Frantically, she hit the bedside call button. As she attempted to rise, a hand yanked her back…
A wave of terror washed over Audrey’s face!
She leaned with all her might, avoiding collapsing onto Cornell.
Realizing it was Cornell who had grabbed her, anger flared within her.
“Cornell, have you lost your senses?”
Yet, he clutched her wrist firmer, the scent of blood growing stronger.
Desperate, Audrey writhed to escape.
“Release me! I must get a doctor for you.”
Cornell seemed not to hear, gazing at her with unfathomable depth.
“I don’t need a doctor. I need you,” he murmured.
Ignoring his wound, Cornell pulled Audrey close, pressing his lips against hers with intense passion.
Cornell pressed his lips against Audrey’s, and Audrey felt a chill enveloping her as his cold fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth.
At the same time, Cornell’s grip on her wrist tightened, showing no signs of easing up.
Audrey hesitated to resist too strongly, her heart ablaze with anxiety.
Her heart raced in her chest, forced to endure his aggressive kiss.
In her mind, a single thought echoed. There was something wrong with Cornell. He disregarded his reopened wound and stopped her from calling for doctors for medical treatment.
Gradually, a faint scent of rust pierced through the cold air, signaling the presence of blood.
Audrey was losing her composure as she grappled with the chaos in her mind.
Cornell’s tongue still dominated hers, every move pulling her deeper into his embrace.
Their eyes met, and they continued kissing as they looked at each other.
One desperately wanted to escape to call for medical treatment for the reopened wound, while the other was determined to etch the moment into memory.
Finally, he loosened his grip for a moment, and Audrey seized the opportunity to bite his lower lip to stop him without hesitation.
Cornell winced in pain and released her.
But he maintained his predatory gaze, looking at her like a fierce wolf eyeing its prey.
Ignoring his intense stare, Audrey pressed the call bell, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.
She half-squatted down to check Cornell’s reopened wound while waiting for the medical treatment. However, she couldn’t help but become furious and worried when she saw the severity of his wound.
The blood was seeping out even quicker now.
In a mix of frustration and concern, she shouted, “Cornell! What’s wrong with you?”
It was as if he were playing with his own life.
Meanwhile, Cornell lay on the floor, seemingly unconcerned about the blood on his chest. However, he wore an indifferent expression on his handsome and charming face.
His thin lips had even turned red as if he had found a miraculous cure.
He chuckled hoarsely.
“Yes, you are right. Something is wrong with me.”
Audrey’s face reflected her worry, not intending to provoke him but infuriated that Cornell didn’t take his health seriously.
However, it seemed her concern was unnecessary.
Cornell raised an eyebrow, chuckling.
“And you are my cure.”
“What? Cornell Clement! You!”
Audrey was beyond exasperated by his words.
How could he make light of the situation? He really deserved it!
Looking at Audrey’s nervous expression, Cornell couldn’t help but smile.
At that moment, he sensed Audrey was still his and only his.
“I’m serious. Your presence is my cure,” he declared.
It seemed he was nursing a serious case of lovesickness.
His sweet and gentle voice made Audrey’s heart skip a beat.
But Audrey wasn’t a doctor. How the heck was she supposed to cure him?
Soon enough, a doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath at the sight of the wounded Cornell.
While the doctor attended to Cornell’s wounds, Cornell remained stoically silent, only occasionally furrowing his brow.
The doctor sighed and said, “Young man, please take your condition seriously. Your wound has reopened twice today. One more time, and you might find yourself in the ICU for an extended stay.”
The doctor meant well, but Cornell offered no response.
Audrey, however, was taken aback when she heard that.
His wound had reopened two times today? What the hell did Cornell want to do?
After giving Cornell a well-deserved scolding, the doctor turned to Audrey.
“Miss, I get that young people are full of energy, but you have to be careful. If your boyfriend’s chest opens one more time, the situation could get serious.”
Tigo”
Blushing with embarrassment, Audrey was about to explain, but Cornell beat her to it.
“Doctor, this is all my fault. It has nothing to do with her.”
The doctor teased with a smile, “You were in pain earlier yet you kept silent. How come you won’t even let me scold your girlfriend now?”
Audrey’s face turned even redder at the doctor’s playful words.
It wasn’t the doctor’s fault for having the wrong idea. There were bite marks around Cornell’s lips. It wasn’t hard to imagine how intense things were earlier.
The doctor eyed the porridge on the bedside table and said, “That porridge looks delicious. It must take a lot of time and effort to cook something like that. However, don’t take too much of it at the moment.”
The doctor left the ward after saying that.
Audrey stood by the bed, still embarrassed over what had just happened. Without saying anything, she lowered her head to check her phone.
After listening to the voice message from Nicole, Audrey texted back.
Cornell perked up when Audrey played the voice message. He felt much better when he heard a female voice.
Clearing his throat, he winced since he had accidentally pulled at his wound.
Seeing this, Audrey hurriedly put down her phone, thinking he needed something. She asked with concern, “What do you need? I’ll get it for you.”
Cornell smiled and said, “I feel like eating something”
“What do you want? I’ll ask Matteo to grab it for you.
Cornell turned his head and raised his chin as he asked, “Isn’t there something already on the table?”
He was gesturing toward the porridge cooked by Audrey.
Audrey glanced at the porridge. Didn’t he turn it down just a moment ago?
But she refrained from probing and was about to swap the cold bowl of porridge for a warm one with a fresh set of tableware for Cornell.
Yet, Cornell stopped her and said, “It’s still edible.”
Audrey hesitated for a while, then said, “But it’s cold now.”