Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Considering Cornell’s current condition, warm food would serve him better.
She gently pushed his hand away. Though subtle, Cornell could still sense her resistance.
“I made plenty of it.”
Audrey wasn’t sure what was going on in Cornell’s head. He just didn’t want her taking away the cold porridge.
“It’s okay. I want to finish them all.”
He took the bowl and set it on the table.
Eating by himself, however, risked aggravating his wound.
It hurt, but Cornell made no sound. Instead, he just furrowed his brow and endured in silence.
Eventually, Audrey couldn’t bear it any longer. She grabbed the bowl, put away the table, and asked him to Lie down.
Then she fed him with care. Surprisingly, Cornell was more agreeable than before, even compliant.
It felt inappropriate to describe someone like Cornell, who was always domineering in front of other people like that.
Audrey sensed he was trying to please her.
After he finished a bowl of porridge, Audrey asked casually, “Do you want more?”
Cornell’s dark eyes roamed over her swollen lips, and he murmured, “Yes, I want more.”
He then stared at her with an intense gaze.
Audrey immediately blushed, and her ears turned red.
“I’m asking if you want more porridge.”
With a sly smile, Cornell replied, “I knew that. That’s exactly what I meant. What were you thinking?”
Audrey was rendered speechless. She fell for his trick on words again.
Cornell continued to eat until the thermal pot was empty. He indeed finished it all.
Audrey was somewhat surprised. Hadn’t Cornell eaten anything the entire day?
Meanwhile, Cornell just looked at her and smiled.
“It’s delicious. I like it.”
Considering Audrey had made the porridge personally, he didn’t want to waste any of it.
It was well into the night when Cornell finished off his porridge.
When he saw Audrey standing up, his expression immediately changed.
“Are you leaving?” he asked.
Audrey nodded, replying, “Yeah, it’s pretty late.”
“Don’t go.
As Cornell held her hand, he struggled to find the words to convince her to stay. Suddenly, he blurted out, “Who is going to look after me if you leave? I got hurt because of you.”
It was the same excuse Luciana had used on the phone.
Audrey’s bright eyes dimmed.
To her, she still thought Cornell and Eloise were engaged. How could she stay the night and take care of him?
Alexis’ words were still echoing in her ears.
Those words were like a long iron nail in her heart, making her feel ashamed of herself.
She was determined not to let herself become embroiled in other people’s relationships.
With that resolve in mind, Audrey pinched her thigh secretly, fighting the urge to succumb to the situation.
No one seemed to consider her feelings or reputation. But she had to do it for herself.
Taking a deep breath, she asked, “How much does hiring a nursing worker cost? I can cover the expenses until you leave the hospital.”
Cornell’s eyes darkened when he heard her words.
He stared at her intently and asked with a frown, “You think I care about the money?”
Audrey understood his frustration but needed to make her stance clear.
She said seriously, “We shouldn’t complicate things further. Keeping our distance is better for both of us.”
Cornell’s expression changed, anger evident in his eyes.
“So, you are here to cut ties with me?”
When he spoke, he concentrated his gaze on her.
His gaze bore into her, hoping to hear her deny it. He wanted her to say she came because she was worried about him and to explain her late arrival.
Cornell’s penetrating stare was especially stifling to Audrey.
She replied casually, “If that’s what you want to believe.”
A heavy silence settled over the room.
After a prolonged pause, a bitter sneer escaped Cornell’s lips.
“If you are so keen on compensating me, why not factor in my life? I want to know how much it’s worth in your eyes.”
Audrey looked into Cornell’s deep-set eyes. She clenched her fists tightly and said in a voice that was almost pleading, “Cornell, do you really have to make things difficult for me? You know I don’t have that much money.”
Between them, it was obviously easier for Cornell to distance himself from her.
So, Audrey didn’t understand why he had to do this to her.
Cornell was angered by Audrey’s words. He was almost out of breath, and his wound seemed to be stimulated. He was in pain.
He gritted his teeth and said coldly, “If you don’t have that much money, why don’t you sell yourself to me to pay off your debts?”
The overflowing anger in his heart made him say such harsh words.
He thought they could get closer after everything that happened. But he didn’t expect them to get farther and farther apart.
From beginning to end, she spared no effort to show that she didn’t want to have anything to do with him.
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If it weren’t for the fact that he was injured, he would have sex with her now.
She was only obedient when they were having sex.
Cornell’s ruthless words destroyed Audrey’s last line of defense.
But she did her best to hold back her tears. She gritted her teeth and snapped, “Cornell, does looking down on me make you happy? Didn’t you take a blade for me? I’ll give it back to you, then.”
After saying this, Audrey grabbed the fruit knife on the bedside table and was about to stab her chest crazily.
“Stop!” Cornell shouted.
His eyes narrowed. He grabbed her wrist and swung it violently.
Audrey’s grip on the fruit knife loosened.
The knife fell to the floor with a bang.
And before Audrey knew it, she was already dragged hard by him. Her upper body fell on the bed and pressed on his legs.
Cornell frowned and hissed in pain. He said with difficulty, “You want to hurt me…”
He pressed Audrey’s back tightly, burying her face against the white quilt.
She didn’t answer his question, but her shoulders shook violently.
Cornell looked at her and said in a low and hoarse voice, “You hate me so much. What about I give you my life…”
What he wanted to say was that he would give his life to her in exchange for her forgiveness. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.