Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Otherwise, I won’t be reasoning with you right now.”
He pointed at the snow-white bed sheet under him and said meaningfully, “Instead, I’m going to press you here.”
Audrey’s ears turned hot and red.
Was this really the only thing in his mind every time they were together?
Cornell squeezed her palm and said, “Come on, tell me. What made you think I did it?”
Audrey didn’t want to hide it from him.
“That night, I heard Eloise moaning outside the tent. She called your name.”
Hearing this, Cornell pinched the tip of her nose gently.
“And that’s how you reach a conclusion? I wasn’t in her tent that night. I was in the tent next to yours.”
“Next to mine? How can that be?”
Audrey frowned, dubious.
“That tent belonged to the worker Bryce hired, right?
“We swapped,” Cornell explained.
Audrey was even more confused. If the person inside Eloise’s tent wasn’t Cornell, who could it be?
Aside from Cornell, there was only Bryce.
Cornell noticed the confusion on Audrey’s face.
“Maybe they drank too much that night.”
Audrey was so shocked that she couldn’t digest all the information.
Bryce was only a high school student, right?
Although he was already an adult at his age, he was still a child in her eyes.
Besides, his childishness and impulsiveness prevented her from treating him as an adult.
“So, you’re still in doubt?”
Cornell held her hand and gently touched the pulp of her fingers.
He smiled and said, “It seems that my kissing skills were no Longer powerful. You can’t feel how much I want to do it with you…”
Cornell’s words trailed off, not wanting to drive her away.
Yet, Audrey got nervous at his words. She moved away, fearing he would really do something.
Cornell’s face turned gloomy. He grabbed her waist and pulled her back.
“There should be no hiding from me.”
Cornell held her face and stared at her. His eyes were bright and charming at this moment. He said, “I’ve told you everything.
Shouldn’t it be your turn now?”
“My… My turn? What do you mean?”
Audrey felt like her heart was in her throat.
“I only want to ask you one question. Be honest with me. You and Henley.
Cornell paused. It was as if his mouth would taste bitter if he said those words.
After a while, he finally said it, although with difficulty, “Are you in a relationship?”
Something flashed across Audrey’s eyes. She said without even Looking at him, “It doesn’t matter.”
Cornell reached out, held her jaw, and raised her face. He didn’t allow her to lower her head and avoid his gaze.
Their eyes met. He said, “Tell me. It’s very important to me.”
Although he looked calm, his mind had already been a mess for a long time.
It was important to him because it was related to how he would win her back.
He had investigated and found the two of them had never spent some hours together except that night.
For him, this was a big problem.
He knew Audrey’s magic. Any man who slept with her would want her over and over again.
He didn’t believe any man could refuse her unless those preferred a man to an attractive woman.
Under the warm yellow Light from the bedside table, Cornell’s facial features were well-craved. His eyelashes were thick, adding to his allure when meeting his gaze.
Audrey swallowed hard. She didn’t want to be tempted by his handsomeness, so she changed the topic.
“It’s a private matter. I don’t want to answer it.”
But she didn’t know that her refusal to give Cornell a direct answer made him ecstatic.
Cornell knew Audrey too well. When she wanted to lie about something, she would avert her gaze and change the topic.
“You didn’t, right?”
Cornell touched her forehead and repeated, “You didn’t.”
Audrey pushed his arm.
“It’s none of your business.”
Cornell was amused. The more she behaved like this, the more she looked like a child who lied.
Cornell frowned, afraid he could not hold back his laughter the next second.
He held her hand and put it on the wound of his chest. Then he said with a trace of humbleness and begging in his tone, “Audrey, please don’t lie to me. It hurts so much here. Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
Audrey put on a straight face and kept on her acting.
“I am not lying to you.”
“You little liar,” Cornell firmly remarked.
“I don’t care whether you believe me or not,” Audrey said calmly.
She brushed off his hand and said, “Let go of me first.”
“No, I won’t,” Cornell refused stubbornly.
Audrey was annoyed. She pushed him and stood up.
But she was surprised when she heard a loud thump.
It turned out that Cornell bumped into the bedside table. He groaned in pain.
Audrey was stunned. She didn’t use much strength. How did he fall like that?
But when she saw the cold sweat on his forehead and his pale face, she realized something was really wrong with him.
She panicked at once.
Cornell was injured. Even if Audrey didn’t use much strength, he might still not stand it.
When Audrey saw the beads of sweat on Cornell’s forehead, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly reached out to ring the bell.
But suddenly, Cornell grabbed her hand and said, “You haven’t answered my question yet.”
Audrey was a little annoyed. Cornell was already sweating profusely in pain. How could he still care about her answer?
“Audrey…” Cornell murmured, holding her hand, unwilling to let her go. His face turned pale.
When Audrey saw his face, bitterness surged in her heart.
Did it really matter whether she was lying to him or not?
They were divorced. They had nothing to do with each other anymore, right? They were supposed to be strangers now.