Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
The tendons had been severed by shards of glass that day, robbing her of the ability to grip a pen. That explained the tremor in her hand whenever she held something.
Sadly for Audrey, she could no longer draw or create art. She tried to tell herself everything would be okay since her right hand was not entirely out of commission.
But every time she looked at her trembling hand, she could not help but burst into tears, quickly dampening the white quilt beneath her.
What had she possibly done in her past life that God punished her like this?
The loss of her grandmother, the miscarriage of her beloved child, and now her hand was rendered useless…
When Cornell entered the room, the sight of her crying gripped his heart with pain as if it were pierced by countless needles.
Though usually decisive, Cornell found himself at a loss and unsure how to approach her.
He did not know how to comfort the woman he loved.
For the first time, he deeply despised himself. Audrey was correct.
He had been so negligent, allowing Cecilia to inflict pain on her time and again.
Now that he had finally realized how stupid he was, he refused to waste another moment slip.
Cornell stepped forward and opened her mouth to speak.
However, Audrey would not even glance his way. She treated him as if he was invisible.
She paid no attention to Cornell whatsoever.
After several days of rest, Audrey had not put on any weight and had become frail and as delicate as paper.
And she looked nothing like a girl of her age, who was supposed to be full of vigor and vitality.
Regret surged in Cornell’s heart at the sight of her. He extended his hand to catch a falling tear from her cheek. But at that moment, her expression shifted.
Audrey recoiled and asked warily, “What are you doing?”
The wariness in Audrey’s gaze deepened the ache in Cornell’s chest.
Nonetheless, he tried his best to maintain calm and composed and asked in a hoarse voice, “Have you eaten anything tonight?”
Audrey smiled sarcastically.
“Cornell, this isn’t exactly the time for small talk, is it?”
Cornell swallowed hard. After a tense moment, he informed her, “Cecilia’s been sent to a psychiatric facility.”
It would have been good news if it was in the past. But now, Audrey was unmoved. Where Cecilia ended up meant nothing to her now. After all, Cecilia was only significant to her when she still had feelings for Cornell.
But those days were over. She was now done with Cornell, so she did not care about Cecilia anymore.
Audrey’s indifference stung Cornell. Laden with remorse, he reached for her hand and said, “I won’t let her bother us again.”
Audrey’s hand tensed, and she withdrew it like she had touched a flame.
Her revulsion was unmistakable.
“Cornell, your promises mean nothing to me now,” she snarled.
He had broken his promises too often that she no longer had faith to give.
Despondent, Audrey looked away and dismissed him.
“Please leave.
Don’t come back unless you’re ready to discuss divorce.
The mention of divorce made Cornell’s heart lurch.
Without thinking, he protested, “I won’t agree to a divorce.”
But Audrey did not flare up in anger. Instead, she curled her lips and murmured, “You’ll change your mind eventually.”
Cornell’s expression turned stormy. He was puzzled as to why she was so certain about it.
Agreeing to the divorce had never crossed his mind. How could she possibly get a divorce?
At the thought of this, he resolutely vowed, “Audrey, I will never sign those papers.”
Cornell wrapped her in his embrace and ignored her struggles. He had kept his distance recently for fear she was too fragile to be handled.
The familiar, sweet scent of her filled his senses, bringing a moment of peace amidst the chaos.
How he wished he could freeze time right there.
Even though Audrey did not push him away, Cornell did not hold her too long as he could sense her coldness and repulsiveness to him.
He shifted to hold her arms and gazed at her.
“Honey, it’s all my fault. Please… Just give one more chance.”
Without any emotion on her face, Audrey slowly said, “Listen, this is the end for us. My decision about our divorce is final.”
Palpable tension hung in the air, thick and suffocating.
At her words, a shadow crossed Cornell’s face, and he retorted, “And if I refuse to divorce, what will you do?”
Audrey just gave Cornell a sarcastic smile.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a loud bang.
Cornell frowned. He was about to ask who it was when something suddenly flew over.
It was a black leather bag, and it hit Cornell’s body hard.
Luciana, wearing a white blouse and black pants, rushed in ferociously. She pounded on Cornell again and again.
Cornell didn’t dodge. He just stood still and let her hit him all she wanted.
Luciana only stopped beating Cornell when she finally felt tired.
While panting, she snapped, “I asked you to take good care of Audrey.
Is this how you take care of her, huh?”
Luciana’s heart ached every time she thought of the loss of Audrey’s baby. This made her want to scold Cornell again and again.
Actually, she had already bought a lot of baby stuff. But now that the baby was gone, they were all useless.
She had planned to ask Audrey’s permission to tell Kyler about the baby as soon as Audrey’s condition became stable. But how could she do this now that the baby was gone?
Fortunately, she had not mentioned anything to Kyler yet. Otherwise, it would be a huge blow to Kyler. His health condition, which had just improved recently, would definitely be affected.
This time, Luciana ignored Cornell. She turned around, walked to Audrey’s bed, and sat on the edge. She held Audrey in her arms and cried, “Audrey, I feel so sorry for you. You have suffered a lot.”
On the other hand, Audrey couldn’t shed any more tears. She had been crying for so long that her tears had dried up. She looked at Luciana with cold and empty eyes and said calmly, “Luciana, I want a divorce.”
Cornell’s tall and straight figure subconsciously trembled upon hearing this. He suddenly understood why Luciana was here.
He didn’t tell Luciana about Audrey’s kidnapping because he feared Audrey would request a divorce from him with the intervention of Luciana.
Luciana looked at Audrey’s scrawny face, feeling more distressed.
“Audrey, you get some rest first, okay? When you recover, I will help you settle it.”
“No, I won’t agree to it!” Cornell suddenly shouted. His voice sounded cold.
It was only then that Luciana remembered Cornell was still here. She was so engrossed in talking with Audrey that she had even forgotten his existence in the ward.
Cornell’s interruption angered Luciana even more. She scolded, “You, bastard! Get out of here!”
However, Cornell suddenly picked Luciana up and carried her to the door forcefully.
Then, he ordered Matteo coldly before she could say anything, “Send her back.”
Luciana snarled at Cornell through clenched teeth, “You little bastard! I am your mother. How dare you drive me away!
“Mom, I don’t want you to get involved in this matter. This is between Audrey and me. And I won’t divorce her.”
After saying this, Cornell closed the door and locked it to prevent Luciana from entering again.
Luciana kept banging on the door and nagging, but he turned a deaf ear to her. Instead, he approached Audrey step by step.