Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Terrified by the sight, the two hooligans lost all interest in raping her.
The tall and thin hooligan turned to the other hooligan and stammered, “Is she. Is she going to die?”
“I think she might. What a stroke of bad luck! Let’s get out of here!”
With that, they bolted for the door, shoved aside Tessa, who was about to come in, and made their desperate escape.
Tessa stumbled and fell. She was perplexed by the hooligans’ behavior and tried to make sense of what had just happened.
“Why are you running? Have you finished the job?” she shouted after them.
“You deal with it yourself. We don’t need your dirty money. That woman is dying!” one of the hooligans hollered back.
Tessa furrowed her brows. As she rushed in, her heart sank when she saw Audrey, who was still clutching the glass and whose eyelids were barely open.
Tessa’s eyes then landed on the phone on the ground, and everything clicked into place.
Those two idiots must have smuggled the phone in with them.
Furious, Tessa grabbed a chair and raised it above her head.
“You bitch! You think you can outsmart me?”
Bang! A resounding crash filled the room.
The stool made brutal contact with Audrey’s head.
Audrey saw it coming, but she was too weak to dodge.
In an instant, half of her face was smeared with blood.
Tessa was furiously shouting curses, but Audrey could not make out a word. Her head was filled with a relentless buzzing noise.
And, little by little, she felt her soul slipping away.
She watched, as if from afar, her body collapsing to the ground, devoid of life, and drenched in her own blood.
Was this the end?
“My poor baby, don’t be scared. Mommy’s coming with you…” she whispered faintly.
Outside the warehouse, Cornell was waiting in the car.
Two bodyguards in black approached him and reported, “Mr. Clement, we have already blocked the other possible exits.”
“Okay, good.” Cornell nodded.
They were now waiting for the kidnappers to come out.
Cornell looked at the dilapidated door, feeling a little uneasy.
He took out his phone, looked at the anonymous number that had called just now, and dialed Matteo’s number.
As soon as Matteo answered, he asked, “Have you picked up Audrey?”
“No, Mr. Clement. She wasn’t there anymore. I asked the cleaner in that place, and she said she saw Mrs. Clement leave in a taxi.”
For some reason, the uneasiness in Cornell’s heart grew stronger upon hearing this.
He pinched his glabella and said wearily, “Go to Serenity Villas and check if Audrey is already there.”
“Okay, Mr. Clement.”
“Also, an anonymous number called me five minutes ago. Check the IP address.”
After hanging up the phone, Cornell called Audrey. However, he couldn’t get through. Her phone was turned off.
He thought for a moment and sent her a message, saying, “It was my fault just now. Tell me when you’re home.”
After five minutes, his message was still unread.
He called her again. But still, he couldn’t get through.
Suddenly, the sense of uneasiness in his heart intensified.
But he comforted himself that she must have gone somewhere out of anger, or she went to her best friend.
At the thought of this, Cornell decided to call Jarrod. But before he could dial Jarrod’s number, he heard a loud bang ahead.
A black MPV crashed the door and sped away.
One bodyguard in black stepped forward and said, “Mr. Clement, they ran away. Do you want us to chase after them?”
Cornell’s eyes turned cold. He nodded.
“Yes.”
Then, he opened the door, got out of the car, and walked toward the warehouse.
Since the door of the warehouse was knocked down by the black MPV, only half of it was left hanging there. Cornell kicked it open, causing dust to spread everywhere.
Cecilia lay on the floor like a dead fish. There were traces of abuse all over her body, and blood still oozed out of her wrist.
Cornell strode over, tore off a corner of his shirt, and tied up her wound. Then he held her in his arms, stood up, and carried her to the car.
Cecilia curled up in his arms. He felt her body was burning. She murmured, “Cornell, you’re finally here…”
Cornell looked down at her.
“Yes, I’m here. Don’t say anything. I’ll take you to the hospital.”
Cecilia burst into tears.
“Cornell, I’m so scared. I thought I wouldn’t see you again… It hurts so much… Am I going to die?”
“Don’t talk nonsense. You will be fine,” Cornell comforted her.
Cecilia grabbed Cornell’s collar and pleaded, “Cornell, please don’t drive me away. I will listen to everything you say. I will be obedient to you. Just please don’t drive me away.”
Cecilia’s face was swollen beyond recognition. When Cornell looked at her, his cold face softened. He comforted her again, “Stop thinking about anything else. As soon as we get to the hospital, you will be fine.”
Since Cecilia’s wounds were all fresh, she shivered in pain. The drug she took was taking effect, so her eyelids felt heavy.
She forced herself not to fall asleep. She hated that Cornell didn’t respond to her words. She wanted to cry.
“Cornell, can you not drive me away?”
Still, Cornell didn’t answer her.
Cecilia closed her eyes to hide her resentment. After a while, she said, “Cornell, can you lend me your phone? I want to tell my father that I’m safe.”
Cornell nodded.
“Okay.”
He turned on his phone, called Cecilia’s father, and put the phone near her ear.
“Ahhh!” Cecilia suddenly screamed madly and smashed Cornell’s phone against the car window.
It was too late for Cornell to stop her. The phone fell to the car floor with a broken screen.
Then, he saw her holding her head. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
“No… Don’t touch me… Don’t hit me… Don’t…”
Cornell thought it was a stress reaction.
He held her hands to restrain her and said to the driver in a low voice, “Drive faster.”
Soon, they arrived at the hospital.
The doctors in the emergency room were ready. As soon as Cecilia was wheeled in, they immediately took care of her.
Yet, Cecilia grabbed Cornell’s hand tightly, with tears streaming down her face.
“Cornell, I’m so scared. Please don’t leave me. Please stay.”
Cornell’s brows furrowed tightly. But he followed.
From the emergency room, Cecilia was moved to the operating room.