Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
It had all been a nightmare.
Elin had changed her phone number, and Dayton couldn’t possibly know her current contact information. Moreover, Dayton had been restricted by Farley Schultz from leaving Swynborough. He couldn’t have come here to locate her.
Elin steadied herself. Using the cabinet for support, she climbed back into bed.
After resting briefly, she got up. Her rest had been poor, and she lost her balance immediately upon standing.
After sipping some warm water, the doorbell rang unexpectedly.
Elin found it odd. Only Erick, Audrey, and her mother knew where she lived. Her mother was back in Swynborough, and Audrey wouldn’t visit this early. Erick had her passcode.
After a short pause, Elin remembered that she had changed the passcode last night. But why would Erick come at such an hour?
Approaching the door without thinking, Elin paused as the doorbell rang out a warning. “Wrong entry!” The lock beeped automatically.
The person outside tried again, the impatience palpable.
“Wrong entry!” The warning repeated and again.
A chill crept up Elin’s spine, a sense of dread filling her. She peered through the peephole.
Outside stood a tall, thin man with a distinctive red birthmark beside his ear. He looked menacing.
Elin’s scalp tingled with a sudden chill. She pinched herself hard, doubting if she was still trapped in a nightmare. She had just dreamt of Dayton approaching her. How could he possibly be here now?
She pinched herself again and again, the sharp pain snapping her back to the harsh reality.
“Tok!” The sound of Dayton pounding on the door echoed through the room. In his impatience, he even kicked at the door.
“Elin, open the door for me. I see your car. I know you’re at home,”
Dayton’s voice boomed from outside.
Elin’s face drained of color. Her car was indeed parked outside, visible to anyone who looked. She hadn’t anticipated that Dayton would not only come here but also investigate her.
In a panic, Elin ran to call the police but stumbled in her haste.
The noise seemed to drive Dayton to further frenzy.
“Elin, I advise you to open the door while I can still speak nicely.”
Dayton’s voice carried a chilling edge. “Otherwise, I won’t be as patient as I am now.”
He banged on the door again, this time using something that sounded like a belt.
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Frozen with fear, Elin bit her arm to force herself to focus. She crawled to the table, struggling to grab her phone. Dialing quickly, she whispered, “Hello, I want to report a crime…”
Outside, Dayton continued his relentless assault on the door.
Elin scrambled under the table and curled up, shaking uncontrollably.
Right then, Elin’s phone rang with an incoming call. It was one of her colleagues from the studio. She quickly silenced it.
But the noise had already betrayed her presence. Dayton heard it and knew she was there. With his belt, he lashed the door from side to side. “Elin, do you think you can hide from me just by staying silent?” he taunted maliciously.
“Can you hide for a lifetime?” His laugh was vicious and cold.
Elin’s hand bled where she had pinched it too hard.
Outside, Dayton’s twisted game began. “Elin, do you remember our game of counting to ten?” he called out with a horrible chuckle. “If I count to ten and you still haven’t opened the door, I will get very angry. Do you need me to remind you of the consequences?”
Elin knew all too well. Whenever Dayton counted to ten, she had to crawl out like a dog. If she failed, he would douse her with whatever sauce he fancied at the moment, be it tomato, soy, or chili, and it would cover her from head to toe. Then, Dayton would take photos, printing them into large posters, forcing Elin to stare at her own humiliated images.
Besides the physical abuse, Dayton took a perverse pleasure in tormenting Elin psychologically, crushing her spirit, training her to comply with his cruel whims.
His behavior was rooted in his own impotence. Unable to accept this, he saw Elin as a potential cure for his failures since he temporarily erected as he first laid eyes on her.
On their wedding night, when his impotence persisted, Dayton demanded that Elin sleep with other men, hoping to derive some twisted form of excitement.
How could Elin comply? She had been raised by Annis to value self-esteem and self-love, these principles almost etched into her very being.
In a moment of desperate struggle, Elin had kicked Dayton’s penis, and this useless organ of his hadn’t had any reaction since then.
Instead of self-reflection, Dayton unleashed his fury on Elin, blaming her for his impotence and finding a perverse satisfaction in torturing her.
Elin had wanted to escape, but Dayton had craftily moved her to Aurora under the guise of work.
In Aurora, the law seemed nonexistent, and Dayton exploited this, doing as he pleased without fear of repercussions.
Dayton used Annis’ safety to threaten Elin, locked her away, and took all means of communication. He confined her to their home, spreading lies that Elin was depressed and mentally unstable, which justified his control in the eyes of outsiders.
Elin was often left in a disheveled state, which only made Dayton’s claims more believable to anyone who saw her.
Dayton controlled Elin’s calls to Annis, ready to cut off communication at any hint of the truth slipping out, which would result in severe punishment for Elin.
As time passed in that foreign land surrounded by Dayton’s allies, Elin learned that submission might prolong her survival. Each night, she would whisper to herself the necessity of living, of surviving until she could find a way to escape Dayton’s clutches.
It was Audrey who first sensed something was amiss. She involved Erick, who used his connections to rescue Elin from Aurora.
Despite everything, Dayton refused to consider divorce, his twisted happiness derived solely from his dominance over Elin. He couldn’t derive the same satisfaction from anyone else.
Living in constant fear, Elin was eventually liberated when Erick intervened, and Dayton reluctantly agreed to a divorce.
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After the separation, Elin hadn’t seen Dayton, believing him to be confined by Farley who had assured Erick that Dayton would no Longer be a threat.
However, Dayton’s sudden appearance in Ardlens shattered the fragile peace Elin had begun to enjoy.
Under the table, Elin trembled as the counting continued.
“Three, four, five…”
Driven by a surge of adrenaline, Elin bolted to the door and flung it open.
Dayton, looking weary and disheveled, paused his tirade. Leaning against the railing, he smirked upon seeing her. “Honey, you are still so obedient.”
Elin’s body shook, but she forced herself to feign calmness, reminding herself of her newfound independence. She no Longer belonged to him. They were divorced. Plus, this was Ardlens, not Aurora. Here, the law would protect her.
With a steady voice, Elin faced Dayton. “Dayton, we’re divorced. I’m not your wife anymore.”
Dayton’s smile broadened, the red birthmark twitching grotesquely as it contorted with his grin, a sight that chilled Elin to the bone.
He spoke in a chilling tone. “Elin, you seem to have forgotten what I told you. Once my wife, always my wife. You can’t escape me.”
Elin steadied herself. She refused to live in fear of him any longer.
Looking him in the eyes, she declared, “Dayton, this is Ardlens, not Aurora. Touch me and you’ll face the consequences.”
“Bravo! How arrogant,” he mocked.
Suddenly, Dayton seized her hair and yanked her toward him, his voice fierce. “It’s been months since we last met. Have you forgotten…”
He leaned in close, his breath cold and sinister as he whispered, “Have you forgotten how you used to crawl at my feet like a dog?”
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Elin screamed, wrenching free from his grasp. She grabbed a knife and brandished it at him, her voice trembling with rage. “Dayton, come any closer and I swear I’ll kill you!”
“You’re overconfident, Elin. If I could destroy you once, I can do it again,” Dayton taunted, smirking ominously.
The next second, a shout pierced the air. “Put down the knife!”
Police officers in uniform reached.
Dayton instantly raised his hands in surrender, feigning innocence.
“Officer, you’ve arrived just in time. It seems my ex-wife is having an episode again.”
He gestured to the scattered gifts on the ground. “I only came to deliver these gifts out of kindness, but she pulled a knife on me and started threatening my life.”
Elin was stunned, hearing his twisted version of the truth.
Dayton was a master of deception, often painting Elin as unstable.
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Sure enough, he continued, “Officer, I think she might need to be hospitalized. My ex-wife has a history of depression and mental illness. She was treated for it abroad for a long time.”