Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Alexis roared.
But Cornell’s sneer remained as he retorted, “I’m merely suggesting you ponder over your company abroad before making rash decisions.
After all, you’ve worked hard for it, haven’t you?”
Fury scorched through Alexis’ gaze. Cornell had thrown down a threat!
A blatant threat! Cornell had the audacity to menace him over a worthless woman! Outrageous!
Just as Alexis was on the verge of speaking, the door flew open with a forceful kick.
Luciana burst in, her eyes landing on the bandage across Cornell’s chest, now stained with blood.
This sight pierced her heart, leaving her feeling as though it had been ripped in two.
Her gaze icy, Luciana yanked Alexis out of the ward.
Alexis protested, “Why are you dragging me out? That defiant fool threatened me, and I won’t stand for it!”
Luciana’s fury bubbled into a scoff.
“Cornell threatened you?”
“Yes!”
Alexis, avoiding the full truth, added hastily, “Just look at your dear son, as merciless as his mother!”
“Well, I believe Cornell acted appropriately!”
Confused, Alexis pressed, “What was that?”
In a flash of rage, Luciana wielded the handbag in her hand.
Bang! She pummeled it against Alexis’ forehead.
“I’ll smash you old bastard to death! My son is hurt, and here you are aggravating him while he’s bleeding!”
Alexis, unprepared for the onslaught, was dazed, his vision clouded by blood.
He reached out to strike Luciana but, blinded, only managed to trip over his own feet.
Bang! Alexis toppled to the floor, his forehead swelling up, a ridiculous and pitiful sight.
Luciana looked down at him with disdain.
“Serves you right!”
Throughout his life, Alexis had been adored by many women, all tender and gentle with him.
Never had he endured such treatment, especially not from a woman. It was the ultimate disgrace!
Regaining his footing, he lunged at Luciana with a sneer.
“You bitch!
I’ll make you pay!”
But with his vision still impaired, Luciana slipped away with ease.
Thump! A dull thump echoed as he missed again.
Alexis stumbled once more, which left yet another lump on his forehead.
Luciana, catching sight of his ludicrous expression, couldn’t help but feel amused.
She had always shown restraint toward Alexis for Cornell’s sake, not wishing to cause any trouble.
To Luciana, today seemed to be turning out rather well!
She was aware, however, that Alexis would seek retribution, prompting her to snap a few shots of his current disheveled state.
Alexis inquired alertly, “What are you doing?”
With a slight pout, Luciana retorted, “What do you think? I’m capturing the moment of the distinguished Mr. Clement, who seems quite distressed at the moment!”
“How dare you! Stop that at once!”
Alexis, who prized his reputation greatly, couldn’t stand the thought of anyone seeing him in such a state!
Luciana, her mind on Cornell, had no desire to linger with Alexis.
“Scared, are you? Then get the fuck out now!”
Enraged, Alexis’ lips quivered as he spat, “A true gentleman doesn’t quarrel with a lady like you. You’ll get yours next time!”
With that, he clutched his forehead and hurried downstairs, seeking a doctor and hoping to avoid recognition.
Meanwhile, Luciana rushed to the ward. Finding Cornell still prostrate on the bed, his lips colorless and his chest adorned with blood-stained pink gauze, her heart wrenched.
Her voice quaking, she asked, “Cornell, what happened? Are you in pain? Why not summon the doctor
She quickly pressed the call button, urging the doctor to attend to the bleeding.
The doctor faced a challenge in redressing the reopened wound.
Once the gauze was replaced, Cornell’s complexion turned ghostly pale.
Witnessing this, Luciana felt as if her heart was being cleaved with a blade.
“Does it still hurt, Cornell?”
Cornell lifted his gaze and spoke flatly.
“Don’t worry. I’m alright.”
Luciana’s eyes brimmed with tears. Alright? How could he be?
The blade had come perilously close to his heart. It was his heart!
A mere shift could have spelled his end, beyond even God’s intervention.
Luciana’s heart was laden with anxiety over Cornell’s condition, yet Cornell seemed to disregard his brush with death.
To him, he would risk it all again without a second thought.
He broke into a cough and inquired with a note of unease, “Mom, have you seen Audrey?”
Tears shimmered in Luciana’s eyes as she responded, “I noticed her as I hurried here, but I didn’t see her later.”
Upon awakening, Luciana sought out Cornell, oblivious to Audrey’s whereabouts.
The notion that Cornell’s injuries stemmed from Audrey caused her affection for Audrey to waver slightly.
She attempted to divert the conversation, only to be halted by Cornell’s request.
“Mom, could you ask her to visit me?” Cornell implored, his fists tightening around the quilt.
Cornell thought Audrey had departed promptly upon Luciana’s hospital arrival, clearly eager to distance herself from the situation.
Yet, Cornell’s desire to see Audrey persisted. He missed her so much.
Cornell had no desire to coerce Audrey to pay him a visit. But if Luciana asked Audrey to visit him, it suggested a willingness on her part to meet him.
Cornell’s discomfort was palpable as he grappled with his own humility, deceiving even himself in his introspection.
Luciana, taken aback by Cornell’s words, felt a twinge of unease at his request a moment later.
Despite her fondness for Audrey, nobody could compare to Cornell, especially when it involved life-and-death situations.
The news of Cornell’s injuries had once nearly caused her heart to stop. The memory of that fear still sent her heart racing.
Despite knowing Cornell was out of danger, the doctor’s words could still make her quiver with fear.
Luciana believed that if Cornell married a woman he wasn’t particularly fond of, he might remain calmer and refrain from engaging in risky endeavors.
With solemn concern, Luciana advised Cornell, “You once caused Audrey great loss, and now you’ve saved her life. It’s balanced. You’re divorced now. Let the past stay in the past.”
Cornell, taken aback that Audrey had disclosed their divorce to Luciana, felt a shadow pass over his face.
Facing his mother, Cornell confessed, “I don’t want a divorce. I never want one. My mind is stuck on Audrey. I can’t imagine a future where she’s not around me.”