Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
After a while, Nicole excused herself to use the restroom, so Audrey wandered around while waiting.
A few steps away, Audrey spotted a wallet on the ground. It was a simple black Kraft design, adorned with a short-name logo. She recognized it at once.
Audrey was reluctant to pick it up at first. But as she pondered, she thought of the potential risk to Cornell if his identity documents got lost and fell into the wrong hands.
With that, she picked up the wallet, intending to hand it over to the reception desk so they could inform its owner.
However, before she could take a few steps, she saw Cornell standing by the railing and talking to someone on the phone. Eloise was nowhere in sight.
Not wanting to cause a scene, Audrey gently tugged on his sleeve to get his attention.
She was about to say something when he suddenly shook her hand off and snapped, “Don’t touch me.”
Cornell’s action surprised Audrey. His forceful motion caused Audrey to stumble and fall and the wallet to fly out of her grasp.
Pain seared through Audrey’s hand. She must have scraped her skin on the floor. Moreover, her ankle throbbed, possibly sprained.
Hearing a yelp, Cornell impatiently turned around. His expression shifted to shock upon seeing Audrey on the floor. He immediately extended his hand to help. But then, Nicole happened to emerge from the bathroom and pushed him away.
Nicole had seen how Cornell mercilessly pushed Audrey away. Without a second thought, she rushed up to Cornell and jabbed her finger at him.
“Are you a man or not? How could you hit your ex-wife?!”
Cornell’s face turned pale. He wanted to approach Audrey and apologize, but Nicole blocked his way.
At the same time, Eloise came out of the restroom. Upon hearing from Nicole that Audrey was Cornell’s mysterious ex-wife, she stood there, utterly stunned.
She feared Audrey might attempt to rekindle her relationship with Cornell. It was not impossible, considering Audrey was pretty.
Without thinking, Eloise rushed to Nicole and snapped, “How dare you push him! Don’t you have any manners?”
Indignant on Audrey’s behalf, Nicole retorted, “I’d push him again if I could. He’s a jerk!”
Eloise then glared at Audrey and began berating her.
“So, you’re Cornell’s ex-wife. Have you no shame? How could you show up at his office when you’re already divorced? Have some self-respect. Don’t bother Cornell. Don’t stoop so low.”
The noise around them grew. For a moment, Audrey felt a wave of dizziness.
As the scene before her appeared to recede, Audrey’s memory took over, and she recalled the times Cornell had done similar things but with Cecilia.
She narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a long time. Cornell at this moment overlapped his image from her memories.
Cornell had not changed, and she always ended up enduring the pain.
“What are you talking about? You’re the one obsessed with Cornell.
Audrey left him,” Nicole sneered.
Nicole and Eloise’s argument escalated, drawing the attention of everyone around.
“Nicole, please, no more fighting,” Audrey interjected. Her voice, though not loud, cut through the heated exchange.
She limped forward, picked up the wallet, and extended it toward Eloise. With a resigned smile, Audrey said, “He dropped his wallet.
I found it and intended to return it. Please, don’t misunderstand.
Not everyone wants to get back with their ex.”
With those words, Audrey grasped Nicole’s hand and walked away, avoiding Cornell’s gaze.
As Audrey walked away, her feet ached, and her steps were rigid. But she was determined not to show her discomfort. She focused on walking with as much grace as possible and masked any sign of pain.
Meanwhile, Cornell looked visibly upset.
Eloise handed over his wallet and muttered, “Your ex-wife’s friend is so aggressive. It makes me think your ex-wife must be difficult, too.
It’s good that you’re no longer together.
As she spoke, she felt a sudden chill. She looked up and met Cornell’s icy stare.
“Who said you have the right to judge?” he snarled, which sent shivers down Eloise’s spine.
“Cornell, I…”
Cornell had no interest in listening to her and cut her off with a cold look, “Audrey never chased after me. It was always the other way around.
Eloise’s heart sank, and tears welled up in her eyes.
“How can you say that, Cornell? Your father said I’d be your wife…”
“He doesn’t make my decisions,” Cornell replied sharply. Not wanting to talk to her anymore, he took his wallet and dismissed her bluntly, “Leave now. I don’t want to see you again.”
At the entrance of the mall, Nicole noticed Audrey’s swollen ankle and felt a surge of anger toward Cornell.
Audrey’s condition worsened with each step. With a sigh, Nicole supported Audrey and offered, “I’ll bring the car around. Wait for me here.”
As night fell, the dim street lights flickered on.
Standing at the door, Audrey was engulfed in sadness. Then, she felt something cold on her face. She touched it and realized they were tears.
Before she could ponder further, Nicole’s car headlights illuminated her.
Not wanting Nicole to see her tears, Audrey quickly wiped them away.
In the car, Nicole tried to lighten the mood with humor.
A few moments later, she peered into her rearview mirror and frowned.
“Doesn’t that guy in the car behind us look like that jerk Cornell?”
Audrey glanced back and saw a silver luxury car.
It was hard to identify the driver.
Knowing Cornell’s collection of cars, Audrey could not be certain it was him.
Nicole could not see the driver clearly as well, so she just offered a reminder.
“Audrey, I can’t stay over tonight. Make sure to lock your door and stay safe, okay?”
Audrey nodded.
“Okay.”
Just then, her phone buzzed with a new message.
Audrey opened it and saw it was from Henley, asking about her decision to translate a book.
She could not recall discussing this with him.
Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. She glanced at the silver car still trailing them and typed a reply.
“Are you free? Can you come over to my place to discuss it?”
“sure. I’m close by. I’ll be there shortly,” Henley replied almost immediately.
“Meet me at my door.”
After Nicole dropped her off at her apartment, Audrey went upstairs to her unit to find Henley already waiting. She opened the door and invited him, “Come in, please.”
As they settled in, Audrey “accidentally” spilled coffee on him.
The next moment, she looked at him and asked, “Do you want to take a shower?”
Henley was not born yesterday not to know what it meant to take a bath in a woman’s house.
He looked at Audrey’s bare face. She had radiant skin, a pair of almond eyes, and rosy lips. She was still very pretty, even without makeup.
As the warm light shone down on her, he could see the fine hair on her delicate face. This made her lovelier in his eyes.
No normal man would not be charmed by Audrey’s beauty. And Henley was not an exception. After staring at Audrey for a while, he felt his lower abdomen tightened. He was aroused.
His deep-set eyes were fixed on her as he asked, “Is it convenient for you now?”
The way Henley stared at her made Audrey feel a bit awkward. She looked away and murmured, “I’m sorry, Henley.”
She must admit that she wanted to take advantage of him at first.
But when she thought about it, she immediately realized it was wrong.