Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Her trembling hand reached out and patted the iron door as she sobbed.
“Grandma, have a happy life. Don’t forget me…”
Yet, all that met her ears was the echo reverberating through the solid metal.
An hour dragged on, and the iron door swung open once more.
The clerk returned, carrying the urn that now held her grandmother’s ashes, and gave them to Audrey. With a heavy heart, she walked with the urn to the church.
In that solemn chamber, Audrey gently placed the urn on the altar.
Standing in front of her grandmother’s picture, she remained in silent reverence, her posture unwavering.
Kendra’s well-intentioned offer of food fell on deaf ears, as Audrey could only manage a sip of water amidst her overwhelming grief.
Kendra’s sympathy led her to stay by Audrey’s side silently, providing a little comfort in this sea of sorrow.
As the evening went on, a figure entered the church.
Luciana, after a long and harrowing journey, had arrived, her initial shock giving way to the stark reality upon seeing Audrey, cloaked in black and lost in grief.
In just two days, Audrey had lost some weight, her features etched with exhaustion and distress.
Luciana longed to offer words of comfort after paying her visit to the deceased but struggled to find a way to comfort Audrey.
Ultimately, she broke the silence, her voice heavy.
“Audrey, I’m so sorry for your loss.”
Her frustration welled, anger aimed at Cornell for his absence during this trying time. Questions loomed about their future together. Did the future hold anything promising for the two of them?
Thankfully, Audrey did not reject Luciana’s presence. While she remained silent, she didn’t cast Luciana aside.
The following day ushered in two uninvited visitors.
Kenia and Tessa come to the church.
Tessa, ignorant of the death of Audrey’s grandmother until yesterday, felt her legs weaken from the shocking news.
She wasn’t afraid of being blamed for the old woman’s death.
Instead, it was because Hector had promised to give her a good lesson. It was hard to foresee how Cornell would punish her now that Audrey’s grandma had passed away.
Tessa, fearful of the repercussions of her actions, was no longer reluctant to leave the country. She now wished to escape as swiftly as possible.
She informed Kenia what had transpired, and Kenia became agitated as well. Kenia didn’t expect that Tessa would cause such a huge trouble.
It wasn’t an effective method to hide abroad. Tessa would be tracked down by Cornell wherever she went if he intended to punish her.
After thinking for a while, they decided that beseeching Kyler for assistance was the wisest course of action, given the intertwining ties between the Murray and Clement families.
Given that, she assumed that this matter could be over soon.
After all, Audrey’s grandmother had succumbed to illness, not Tessa’s hands.
Resolute in their decision, they materialized in the church together.
“Luciana,” said Kenia, attempting to curry favor with Luciana.
Luciana frowned.
“Why are you here?”
Kenia grinned but quickly realized it was a little too much. She remarked, “I came here with Tessa to pay tribute to the deceased.”
Luciana’s countenance bore an unmistakable trace of perplexity, unaware that the events in the nursing house linked to Tessa.
Audrey remained stood in silence. In a hoarse tone, Audrey, upon seeing Tessa and Kenia, bellowed, “Get out of here!”
Such intrusion felt unbearable. It was a disturbance to the sanctity of her grandmother’s farewell.
Tessa assumed she had debased herself in this act of condolence, only to be treated with contempt. She felt humiliated and embarrassed.
With a pinch of feigned sorrow, Tessa replied, “Audrey, upon learning of your grandmother’s passing, I hastened to pay my respects. The prior encounter was a grievous misunderstanding. How could I have foreseen those women’s madness?”
Kenia interjected, “Indeed, as soon as I was apprised of the situation, I admonished Tessa. She has a penchant for involving herself in people’s business, yet, in truth, she played no role in that sordid affair.”
With an envelope of money extended as a conciliatory gesture, Kenia proffered, “Audrey, accept this, please. It is recompense for Tessa’s perceived wrongdoing. I implored her to kowtow and apologize to your grandmother.”
Audrey’s response was swift and unforgiving, flinging the envelope at Kenia’s visage, her voice laden with anguish as she yelled, “Fuck off!
Are you deaf or something? Get the hell out of my face!”
The envelope burst open, scattering cash on the floor, the sharp edges scratching Kenia’s and Tessa’s cheeks. Kenia’s and Tessa’s evilness and shamelessness paralleled those photoshopped photos set for slandering Audrey the other day.
Deep down, they didn’t feel any responsibility for their hurtful words, instead resorting to a feigned apology as a smokescreen.
The mastermind behind the conspiracy, Tessa, seemed adept at evading culpability.
Why, one would wonder!
Tessa, initially overcome with fright, couldn’t hold back her scream but swiftly regained her composure and responded with a curse, “Don’t be so shameless! That old woman’s demise was due to her frail condition. How does it relate to me?
Furthermore, your grandma was already in her eighties. Isn’t it natural for the elderly to pass away at such an age? She had been languishing in the nursing house for quite some time. Could you afford to continue her treatment? To some extent, you should be grateful to me. How could you treat me like this.
“Shut the fucking up!” Luciana was on the brink of slapping Tessa, but Audrey acted swiftly. Audrey lunged forward, her fingers wrapping around Tessa’s throat with a grip akin to a furious beast.
Her slender fingers paled, and the blue veins on her hands bulged as a torrent of pain, anger, and suppressed hatred gushed forth.
Why? Why must she endure such a fate?
Her grandmother had led an honest, diligent life. Despite her early widowhood and the loss of her son, she never voiced a complaint about life’s unfairness. She maintained a positive outlook and did her utmost to raise Audrey.
Even in her final moments, she held no grudge but expressed trust in Audrey and sorrow for her…
Why did such a loving, kind soul have to go through this misfortune?
Why, in her last moments, did she have to witness her granddaughter’s character being slandered and besmirched by these wicked individuals?
Why? It just wasn’t fair!
Why should her dead grandmother suffer such an indignity?
How could the instigator behave with such recklessness, as if nothing had happened? As a victim of injustice, why should she bear the guilt for her grandmother’s death?
With immense strength, Audrey rasped, “Who gave you the right to utter those words? As a murderer, you’ve no place to speak like this!”
Under Audrey’s relentless grip, Tessa’s pallor shifted to purple, her eyes bulging with fear. Tessa fought back violently, but her hands eventually fell limp at her sides.
Kenia wailed, tugging at Audrey’s hand, screaming, “Help! Someone, please help!”
But at this moment, Audrey’s fingers felt as though they were glued on Tessa’s neck, impervious to being pulled away.
Kenia, petrified, collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face.
“Ah… Someone’s killing my daughter… This deranged woman is killing my girl…”
Just as the situation reached its breaking point, someone intervened, stopping Audrey’s actions and breaking the impasse.
“Audrey! Are you trying to kill her?” Cornell cried out furiously.
Cornell felt like an invisible hand clutched his heart hard. It hurt so bad that he could hardly breathe.
He knew Audrey well. She had always been a gentle person. How could she be forced into this situation?
Tessa, who had a narrow escape from death, finally regained her breathing. She coughed violently.
Kenia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Tessa was fine.
She turned to Audrey and scolded, “You bitch! How dare you strangle my daughter!”
“She only deserves it!” Audrey retorted without scruples. She was still fuming with rage.
Kenia was shocked by the anger in Audrey’s eyes. She felt a Little scared and took a step back.
At this moment, Audrey’s body seemed filled with terrifying murderous intent.
When Tessa came to her senses, she was so scared that she cried and shouted hysterically, “Mom! Mom, she tries to kill me. Please help me beat her to death!”
It broke Kenia’s heart to see Tessa like this. As a mother, of course, she couldn’t let her daughter be wronged. So she turned around and reached out to pull Audrey’s hair.