Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Audrey breathed a sigh of relief. When she straightened up, she had completely forgotten that she was in the car and bumped her head against the low roof. Startled, she lost her balance and fell forward.
She was about to land on the back of the front seat, which was equipped with an lCD screen. Needless to say, it would be very painful if her face collided with it.
She screamed and closed her eyes, awaiting the inevitable pain.
But the pain never came. Instead, she collided into Cornell. Startled, she found her lips tightly pressed against his bare skin.
To make matters worse, she felt him stiffen under her touch. She blushed furiously and struggled to push him away.
As a result, Cornell’s back, which had just been bandaged, hit the back of the chair. He couldn’t help but gasp in pain.
Audrey froze in place, mortified at what she had just done. She stared at his pale face, her heart aching with guilt. “Does it hurt?” she asked in a panic.
Brows knitted and lips pursed, it seemed that Cornell could hardly speak. His chest heaved violently as though he needed to take several deep breaths to calm down.
Audrey stretched out her hand and gingerly touched his back to see if the wound had opened up.
But the next moment, Cornell suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her over. Their faces were mere inches apart. He fixed his fiery eyes on her, his lips a ghastly pale. “I may need pain killers.”
Audrey hurriedly asked, “Where are they?”
“Right here.” He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.
Cornell’s lips brushed gently against Audrey’s, igniting a warmth within him. It felt as if his heart was leaping, every part of him yearning for more…
Cornell’s heart throbbed with longing. He wanted to embrace Audrey and shower her with kisses at that moment. He had thought he had lost her previously, but he later bumped into her, making him shift from sorrow to joy. Despite Audrey’s memory loss over their shared past and her resistance to his advance, Cornell was determined to patch things up with her, knowing she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
With a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside him, Cornell found himself speechless. All he desired was to hold Audrey tightly in his arms. But he held back, limiting his kiss to her lips, overflowing with boundless affection.
When Audrey regained her composure, she reacted with indignatio n, and angrily pounded Cornell’s chest.
“Ouch…” Cornell groaned in pain, and Audrey realized she had inadvertently touched the wound on his shoulder again.
Audrey’s actions softened. She felt a mix of shame, frustration, and anger.
“Audrey…” Reluctant to release her lips, Cornell held her face gently, softly calling out to her. “You don’t want to hit me, do you?”
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Audrey raised her hand, poised to strike him again. However, she refrained when she recalled how he had risked everything to protect her just moments ago.
Cornell laughed softly, caressing her lips with his fingers. “Seems like they haven’t forgotten me.”
Audrey frowned, her voice a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. “Have you lost your mind? Quit spouting nonsense!”
Cornell’s gaze intensified, saying, “What if I can show you it’s true?”
Audrey found herself at a loss for words. How could he possibly demonstrate such a thing?
Before she could articulate her thoughts, Cornell closed the distance between them once again.
“You!” Audrey’s eyes widened in shock, pushing against him.
Before she could say another word, Cornell gently bit on her lips.
“Hmm…”
The sensation was more thrilling than painful, igniting an unusual blend of pleasure and numbness within her.
Cornell’s embrace was firm, his tongue skillfully navigating past her defenses, deepening their kiss.
His arm acted like an invisible rope, holding Audrey firmly in his embrace, rendering her unable to move at all. Despite his injuries, his strength was undeniable.
Audrey felt an intense pressure against her chest as if his hand might merge her very being into his own.
His hand possessed a fierce intensity as if he wanted to meld her into his very being, flesh and blood merging. Moreover, he was only half-dressed.
She was the only one wearing thin clothing, feeling the warmth of his body as it brushed against hers. Even a slight movement in the confined space seemed charged with desire.
Audrey’s body responded as though recalling a past familiarity, instinctively matching his movements. Reagan was suddenly reminded of his words… Her body seemed to recognize him on a profound level…
All of a sudden, a loud noise was heard.
The car’s windshield suddenly shattered into pieces. In an instant, the car was unlocked.
Audrey panicked. Before she could grasp the situation, the car door was opened. Then, a pair of large hands pulled her out of the car.
Despite the abruptness, her rescuer ensured her safety and helped her to stand still.
Then, Audrey witnessed her rescuer’s fist smash at Cornell, who was still in the car. The man delivered the punch at Cornell with all his might.
It was a direct hit, marking the first time Cornell had received such a blow to the face.
Cornell’s expression hardened as he retaliated, seizing the man’s arm and pinning the latter aga inst the car. With no hesitation, he tightened his fist and was about to land a blow on the man.
Just as Cornell was about to land a punch, a scream interrupted the moment. “Erick!”
Audrey’s eyes went wide with shock upon recognizing her rescuer was actually Erick.
At that instant, Cornell’s expression turned terrifying. The overwhelming cold vibe he gave out sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
Audrey cried out in desperation, “Please, don’t hurt my brother!”
Upon hearing Audrey’s words, Cornell restrained his fist. He turned his gaze at Erick. He took a few deep breaths, trying to regain his cool. After all, Erick was Audrey’s brother. He couldn’t hurt Erick, or Audrey might hate him.
Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a trembling voice, “Erick, when did you…”
Before she could finish her words, she witnessed Erick delivering another fierce punch to Cornell without hesitation. He landed a powerful blow to Cornell’s face.
Cornell expelled a mouthful of blood. Half of his face was numb with pain, and the metallic scent of blood filled his mouth.
Yet, he refrained from fighting back, respecting Audrey’s wish not to harm Erick.
Cornell lowered his eyes slightly, his tongue pressing against the back of his teeth as he gritted through the punches from Erick.
In truth, when it came to fighting skills, Erick couldn’t hold a candle to Cornell, who had been trained since childhood.
Even injured, Cornell would still come out on top against Erick. But if he defeated Erick, Audrey would harbor even more dislike toward him and perhaps even ignore him completely… So, he chose to suffer in silence. He didn’t defend himself.
At this moment, Erick was consumed by rage! He landed one more powerful blow on Cornell.
Immediately after landing from his long flight, Erick was informed by Victor that Audrey had been taken away by Cornell. Upon arriving, he witnessed the sight of the half-naked Cornell holding Audrey inside the car…
From Erick’s perspective, it appeared as though Cornell was overpowering Audrey.
Driven by rage, Erick didn’t hesitate to smash Cornell’s car. At that moment, Erick didn’t care about Cornell’s status. He was solely a brother protecting his sister.
Audrey, still confused, couldn’t grasp the reason behind Erick’s furious attack.
Matteo and Victor rushed over at the same time.
Matteo attempted to intervene but was stopped by a sign from Cornell.
Cornell was assaulted by Erick, yet he refrained from fighting back.
Matteo felt anxious. He urgently pleaded, “Audrey, you must intervene.
Mr. Clement is getting hurt…”
Snapping back to reality, Audrey said, “Erick, stop it!”
But in his rage, Erick was completely deaf to Audrey’s voice. He couldn’t restrain his fist.
Cornell, having heeded Audrey’s earlier request, didn’t resist.
Audrey felt the need to intervene herself. She rushed to restrain Erick.
Erick, unable to stop his momentum, inadvertently threw Audrey directly against the door frame.
Audrey’s face was on the brink of colliding with the sharp edges of the frame.
The frame loomed dangerously close to her eyes. If she collided with it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At this crucial moment, Cornell caught on.
“Audrey!” Cornell cried out. He lunged forward, shoving Erick aside and positioning himself in front of the door frame to protect Audrey.
Audrey’s face collided with Cornell’s sturdy chest. But his wound collided with the frame instead. He frowned, his face paling with pain.
Realizing his mistake in pushing Audrey, Erick was filled with remorse. He grabbed Audrey’s arm, his voice laced with concern.
“Audrey, are you alright?”