Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Audrey was so scared that she grabbed his arm tightly and shook her head vigorously.
Cornell’s eyes became colder and colder. He shook off her hand effortlessly and was about to go out.
Audrey couldn’t think of a way out to stop him, so she suddenly wrapped her arms around Cornell’s neck and kissed him on the lips to stop him.
But her kiss had a different meaning in Cornell’s eyes. Pain welled up in his heart.
He avoided her lips. Then, he pressed his thin lips against her right ear and said in a hoarse voice, “Are you so afraid that he will see you now?”
Audrey was going crazy. What if Henley was still outside and heard Cornell speak?
Luckily, his sound was muffled by the sound of water washing hands outside.
“Cornell, stop it!” Audrey warned him, taking advantage of the sound of the water outside.
But she was still so nervous that a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. A few strands of hair stuck on her flushed face, and her body emitted a faint milky fragrance.
She was a true interpretation of what it meant to be a sweaty beauty.
Audrey had no idea how attractive she was in Cornell’s eyes right now.
She pressed her ear against the door, listening to the sound outside.
Suddenly, Cornell’s thin lips bit her slender neck. His actions were fierce. He was like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, wanting to eat raw flesh and drink up fresh blood.
Audrey was so shocked that her body trembled all over.
Her heartbeat went abnormally fast.
Suddenly, she covered her mouth hard, fearing of making any sound.
But would Cornell let her go so easily? He licked her neck wickedly over and over again, deliberately making her lose control.
Audrey was so angry that she pinched Cornell on the waist. He groaned.
And the sound he made attracted the attention of the people outside.
At this moment, Henley was already holding the doorknob, ready to walk out. But when he heard the noise, he suddenly turned around and stared straight at the restless cubicle.
He walked toward the cubicle step by step with a straight face.
In the men’s restroom, a heavy silence hung in the air.
The sound of footsteps against the floor resonated with unsettling clarity.
Audrey stood motionless. Each step reverberated through her like a relentless drum.
Meanwhile, Cornell stood in front of her, exuding nothing but calmness. His handsome features showed no signs of inner turmoil.
Audrey’s nails dug into her palms in frustration.
Her role as Henley’s pretend girlfriend was unknown to Cornell. She found it baffling that he could stay so calm and guilt-free about his behavior.
However, now was not the time to confront him. Being discovered in this compromising situation was the last thing she wanted.
She racked her brain and tried to find a way out. Nonetheless, knowing Cornell, he must have a way to resolve this.
Audrey looked up at him, her beautiful eyes conveying a silent plea.
Realizing what she meant, Cornell’s expression darkened, and he quietly asked, “Are you asking my help?”
His voice was unusually cold. Audrey knew exactly what that meant. He was waiting for her to make a decision. After all, only she could please him, just like she had done countless times before.
Knock. Outside, Henley lightly knocked on the door and loudly asked, “Is someone inside?”
A sudden chill ran down Audrey’s spine.
Startled, she impulsively wrapped her arms around Cornell’s neck and encircled her legs around his lean waist. Not only that, but her red lips were almost touching his throat.
A gasp nearly escaped from Cornell’s Lips.
In a panic, Audrey quickly covered his mouth. But then, she nearly slipped.
Cornell’s firm hand caught her just in time.
Meanwhile, Henley had now lost his patience. He reached for the doorknob, intending to open it.
Just then, a male janitor walked in.
“Sir, this CR is under maintenance. Please use another restroom,” he said with a cleaning cart in tow.
“Do you need to use this restroom right now? I’m about to start cleaning.”
Henley froze. He noticed the gap under the stall but could not bring himself to crouch down and check.
Although uneasy, Henley decided to leave.
The janitor began cleaning, and the sound of the vacuum cleaner and mop filled the room.
Audrey loosened up and exhaled a sigh of relief. Not wanting to cling to Cornell any longer, she tried to step down, but he pressed her hips against the door.
In the dim light, Cornell’s eyes grew cold, and he scoffed, “You’re just gonna walk away after using me?”
“Use you? It was the janitor who walked in, not…”
Bang! Cornell hit the door with his fist, and the sound echoed inside the bathroom.
Audrey flinched, and her eyes widened in shock.
The janitor was right outside the cubicle, wasn’t he?
Had Cornelll lost his mind?
For some reason, the cleaner outside seemed oblivious as if he had not heard a thing.
And then it hit her. Cornell must have prearranged this with the janitor.
This also meant that he had planned to drag her into the men’s restroom to embarrass her.
Anger welled up within Audrey. She gritted her teeth and protested, “Put me down. I need to go back!”
“Go back?” Cornell echoed, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Like this?”
His disdainful look made Audrey’s heart sink. She realized she could not return to the chamber in her current state. But right now, she had to go back first and think of an explanation later.
She was in a disarray state. Cornell, on the other hand, seemed unnaturally normal. He remained neatly dressed and composed. Every expression he wore radiated a disconnect from the world around him.
It was as if he had no part in her current state.
“That’s none of your concern,” Audrey huffed.
“Haha. Do you honestly I can’t do anything to you?”
Audrey’s frown deepened. She opened her mouth, ready to argue about who was truly at fault.
But Cornell cut her off.
“When will you ever learn?”
Suddenly, the room went dark. Cornell leaned in and kissed her. His lips were cold, and his kiss was forceful. As he sucked on her lips, she felt an inexplicable sensation that made her hair stand on end.
Flabbergasted, Audrey tried to turn her head away, but he firmly held her face. He even bit down on her lips as though he was teaching her a lesson.
Audrey winced at the sharp pain and let out a soft whimper.
But Cornell was not done yet.
His fingers gripped her possessively, leaving her cheeks flushed.
Audrey’s mind teetered on the brink. She tried, with all her strength, to push his hands away, but he did not even budge in the slightest.
Though Cornell wanted more, he restrained himself and only intended to tease her. He could not accept the fact that she no Longer responded to him as she once had.
Their fierce struggle resembled a lopsided boxing match, with Audrey clearly outmatched.
She eventually stopped resisting and just let him bite and nibble at her lips.
Her thoughts became hazy and her awareness faded, save for the sensation of his tongue.