Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Every girl loved flowers.
Although Audrey couldn’t stand the strong scent of flowers, she put them on a table in the living room because they looked pretty.
Just then, Nicole sent her a message, saying she would be staying over for the night.
Audrey agreed and went to take a shower.
After showering, she started drying her hair. The doorbell rang when she was halfway through.
Audrey proceeded to open the door without hesitation. She said as she opened the door, “Have you left the key?”
To her surprise, it wasn’t Nicole but Cornell standing outside.
Audrey’s mind went blank for a split second. When she regained her senses, she immediately tried to close the door.
Cornell casually blocked it with his foot, his gaze sharp and penetrating.
“Do you want the whole world to find out I’m at your door?”
Upon hearing that, Audrey didn’t dare to close the door.
Anyway, Cornell had a trick up his sleeve to gain entry.
Once Cornell stepped inside, he immediately closed the door with a resounding “Bang.”
A shiver ran down Audrey’s spine.
Instead of advancing to Audrey, Cornell merely gazed at her with profound eyes. Audrey’s breath caught in her throat.
His eyes bore into hers, causing Audrey’s heart to skip a beat. She cautiously said, “Let’s talk tomorrow.”
In a low voice, Cornell replied, “I can’t sleep until I say what I wanted to say in the car.”
Audrey was taken aback. Weren’t they talking about sex in the car moments ago, and he wasn’t interested then? Was he having second thoughts now?
Audrey’s courage had waned after she asserted that. She didn’t want to delve into the topic of intimacy with him.
Feigning innocence, she said, “Didn’t we already finish our conversation?”
Suddenly, Cornell pulled her closer, pressing her against the wall.
His slender fingers gripped her jaw, preventing her from dodging.
Audrey uncontrollably stiffened. Her nerves were on edge.
His deep eyes conveyed suppressed anger, and his voice was eerily calm.
“It’s not over. I haven’t given you my answer yet.”
“Well, I don’t…”
Before she could finish, he silenced her with a forceful kiss.
Audrey’s eyes widened, but Cornell didn’t allow her a moment to react.
His kiss was aggressive, a relentless invasion that left her breathless.
This kiss wasn’t like the ones before.
It felt Like a conquest.
He wanted all of her.
Audrey felt as though she might be kissed to death. She couldn’t breathe properly.
Her eyes reddened from the intensity of the kiss, and her body turned as pliant as water. Weakness overcame her, inviting more of his kisses.
Amidst the chaotic whirlwind in her mind and her labored breathing, she managed to ask, “Are you serious?”
Without a word, he scooped her up and carried her into the room, his expression dark and brooding.
“Yes. Give it to me.”
Before entering the room, Cornell stopped and cast a cold glance at the roses on the tea table.
“Do you like those flowers?”
Audrey recalled that Cornell had never sent flowers to anyone. Not even once.
Unsure of what to say, Audrey murmured, “It depends.”
As soon as she said those words, she wished she could take them back.
Just as she had expected, Cornell’s expression darkened. Audrey had not intended to annoy him, but she did so mindlessly.
In college, a young man followed her wherever she went and secretly slipped red roses into her books or school bag. For a while, the roses unnerved her and stirred unpleasant memories.
That was the reason why she said that. She did not mean she Liked the flowers because they were from Henley, but Cornell seemed to get the wrong idea.
In the blink of an eye, Cornell’s mood shifted. Instead of entering the room, he placed Audrey on the tea table and pressed her on the roses.
The cold dew from the petals soaked through her back, making her tremble.
Audrey clutched at his shirt, trying her best not to crush the delicate roses under her weight, but it was futile.
Why here? There was plenty of space in the room.
“Don’t do it here,” Audrey pleaded.
Tears brimmed in her eyes. She was uncomfortable as her back was crushing the bouquet, but her discomfort only fueled Cornell’s desire.
Cornell lowered his eyes at her and firmly declared, “I want to do it right here.”
The crinkling sound of packing paper filled the air. Cornell stretched out and, suddenly, unwrapped the bouquet of roses under her back.
The bouquet burst open. Some flowers landed on the table, while others scattered across the floor.
Audrey doubted that the tea table would be able to support their weight. Anxious, her heart pounded, threatening to leap out of her chest.
She pushed Cornell away and asserted, “I don’t want to do it here…
Let’s not… Let’s not do it then.”
Cornell’s piercing gaze met hers, and he questioned, “Well, do you really want me to stop?”
As soon as he said these words, he released her and stood up.
For a brief moment, Audrey almost believed him.
But at the same time, she did not want to lose the chance to sever ties with Cornell completely. His offer was like a tempting, sweet red apple.
Audrey was desperate to escape her current situation. She understood that only Cornell’s agreement to end their relationship could truly free her from their entangled lives.
As Cornell had said, no one else could change his decision but him.
After a pause, Audrey asked, “You really mean that, don’t you?”
Cornell glanced at her with eyes cold and devoid of desire.
“Isn’t that what you want?”
Audrey stared at him and tightened her grip on his collar.
“Write it down. Promise you won’t pester me again.”
Cornell’s gaze was profound, framed by ong eyelashes. His emotionless stare made it difficult to decipher his thoughts.
“Of course, I can put it in writing. But what if I change my mind someday? What would you do then?”
Audrey was at a loss for words.
This promise held no legal weight. As Cornell pointed out, if he changed his mind, she was powerless to do anything, let alone seek justice.
Deep down, she clung to this promise to comfort herself.
Perhaps driven by fear of his interference in her life, she was willing to take the risk.
“You know the outcome is unpredictable, right? Are you sure you want to bet on it Cornell calmly asked.
Audrey did not dwell on it for too long. Having been intimate with Cornell before, she believed it would not be too difficult to do it again.