Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Despite all the suffering, Audrey held out hope that things would get better. She looked forward to starting her own family and giving her kids all the love she had.
She was an adult now. She had a family and the man she wanted to cherish.
But after Cornell walked out and shut the door in her face, Audrey realized that she was still the same old helpless orphan.
She was alone in the world.
The life she looked forward to was just wishful thinking.
Audrey sat on the floor and wallowed in despair. Why was life so unfair to her?
In the corridor of the hospital.
“How could you be so cruel? Don’t you know she’s not in a good condition?”
Luis undid the top buttons of his black shirt as he questioned Cornell.
Cornell’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t say anything.
Leaning against the window, Luis put one hand in his pocket and grinned.
“Cornell, you have been acting weird lately. If I remember correctly, you only married Audrey to make your gravely ill grandfather happy. Now that he’s doing much better and Cecilia is sick, don’t you think it’s high time you divorced Audrey?”
Luis waited for a response. But all he got was a thoughtful look, so he added deliberately, “Friendly advice, don’t do anything stupid.
Audrey doesn’t deserve you. Just get rid of her quickly.”
“Luis Stevens. Cornell’s voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes were chilly.
“That’s my wife you are talking about!”
“So what?” Luis shrugged with a sneer.
“Need I remind you that you owe your life to Cecilia? How are you going to make it up to her if you don’t divorce Audrey?”
The air in the corridor seemed to freeze. Cornell set his lips into a grim line as he glared at Luis.
Just as his eyes began to shoot sparks, a nurse came out of the ward and said, “She’s up now.”
Luis stopped making fun of Cornell. He just smiled casually.
“Go and comfort her. I’ll be waiting for you at the bar.”
Back in the ward, Cecilia was no longer having a fever. The doctor had earlier revealed that Cecilia’s body rejected the transplant, which was not good for her health.
Cecilia gripped Cornell’s hand tightly and said with tears in her eyes, “My shoulder hurts so bad. I’m afraid I don’t have much time left.
Can you marry me as soon as possible?”
Cornell’s eyes darkened. He raised his hand to stroke her hair and said, “Fine His affirmative response seemed to give her some sort of assurance.
She leaned into his arms. Her head pressed against his chest.
Cornell frowned and attempted to push her away.
Sensing his intention, Cecilia leaned even closer as if she wanted to be under his skin. She moved her body seductively while tracing his belt with her fingers.
She glanced up at him amorously and said, “You know, my illness doesn’t stop me from…”
Before she could finish speaking, Cornell grabbed her wandering hand.
He stepped away from her and said coldly, “Sleep tight. I’ll take my leave now.”
“I thought you were going to stay with me this night. How can you leave me all alone?” Cecilia said with a pout after withdrawing her hand awkwardly.
“I’m not leaving you all alone. Jocelyn will be here to take care of you.”
“But you are the one I want!” Cecilia said, shimmying like a child.
Cornell pressed the bridge of his nose and then said coldly, “Remember that I’m still married.”
It was no news that Cecilia had risked her life to save him. Now that she was ill, it was only fair that he fulfilled her wish no matter how hard.
But a lot of things had changed in the past few years. He was no longer the Cornell she used to know.
“Cornell, you know what my greatest wish is. If you refuse to marry me, I’m going to kill myself.”
After saying that, Cecilia buried her face in her hands and burst into tears.
Cornell ran his fingers through his hair. Exasperated, he promised, “Please don’t do that. Trust me, I’ll get everything sorted out very soon.”
He then walked out of the ward.
Shortly after, loud shattering sounds were heard from the ward.
The attending nurse walked in to meet a big mess. The bedside lamp, television, and flower vase had all been smashed into pieces.
The nurse’s mouth was opened wide in astonishment. The last time she checked, this VIP patient was always so frail that she could barely lift a finger. How come she became so violent all of a sudden?
The nurse stood there lost in thought.
Suddenly, a whoosh was heard.
A glass flew toward the nurse’s face.
Just as the object was about to hit the nurse, she was shoved aside by Jocelyn who just walked in.
The glass hit the wall and broke into pieces.
The nurse gasped, holding her chest in horror.
“Cecilia!” Jocelyn, whose job was to wait hand and foot on Cecilia walked forward to stop the hysterical Cecilia. She held Cecilia and then glanced at the nurse who was slowly sinking to her knees.
“Leave!”
Jocelyn was a servant of the Murray family and had been looking after Cecilia since she was a little girl.
Once the nurse fled, Jocelyn locked the door, walked over to Cecilia, and held her wrist gently.
“Cecilia, violence won’t solve anything.
You should remain coolheaded.”
Cecilia rested her head on Jocelyn’s bosom and said pitifully, “Jocelyn, why won’t Cornell touch me? Am I not beautiful enough? Has he lost romantic interest in me?”
“You are beautiful, dearie. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Also, don’t think too much about this. Cornell is obsessed with you. How can he lose his feelings for you?”
“But he has refused to be intimate with me. Whereas, he keeps sleeping with that whore!”
After saying that, Cecilia took out a pile of photos from under her pillow and threw them on the floor.
The photos were intimate images between Audrey and Cornell.
Shocked, Jocelyn quickly picked them up. She tore them into shreds and said, “I get why you sent someone to keep an eye on that woman, but why did you do the same for Mr. Clement? What if he finds out one day? Don’t you think he will be mad at you?”
“What should I do then?” Cecilia gritted her teeth and said with hatred, “You want me to just sit back and watch that tramp steal my man?”
Jocelyn sighed and comforted.
“Calm down, Cecilia. Didn’t he already promise to marry you as soon as he can? Besides, you saved his life.
That woman has got nothing on you. Cornell is a man of his word, so I’m certain he will marry you. Just wait.”
“But Jocelyn, you know that person who saved him back then was not…”
“Shush!” Jocelyn shut her up by pressing a finger to Cecilia’s mouth.
“Let’s take this secret to our graves. The only account you are to tell is that you saved Cornell’s life, got it?”
Cecilia nodded. She didn’t utter another word.
Late at night.
Cornell went straight to the bar to meet Luis after leaving the hospital.
Once seated, he helped himself to a full glass of bourbon and gulped it down without saying a word.
He sighed exasperatedly and leaned back against the sofa. His Long arm dangled behind the sofa and his legs were stretched before him.
His shirt was partially buttoned up and a little ruffled, but he still looked charming.