Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Before she could blink, Cornell had already gotten off and walked to her side. He opened the door and carried her out.
The gate opened automatically. When he walked into the house, the maid came over immediately.
“No one is allowed to get in the house!”
Cornell’s eyes were icy cold and filled with malice. It scared the shit out of the maid. She could only nod in obedience.
Audrey was somehow flustered. She had no idea what Cornell was going to do, so she thumped his chest with her left hand.
“Cornell, put me down! What are you doing?”
Bang! The door of the bedroom was kicked open and rebound closed after Cornell strode in.
In a split second, Audrey was thrown on the soft quilt of the bed.
Cornell pressed her and grabbed her chin forcefully.
“Let me show you what kind of man I am. You seem to have forgotten how you used to cry for mercy on this bed. Well, it doesn’t matter. I’m gonna refresh your memory now.”
Audrey shook like a leaf as her face became as pale as a sheet.
She knew exactly what he was talking about. But she was pregnant.
The window was still open, and the moonlight flooded in, which made the room as bright as daytime.
Cornell’s handsome face became more exquisite under the moonlight.
He pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and took off his belt.
Audrey looked around for an escape route. As soon as she made a run for the door, Cornell grabbed her waist and pulled her back to the bed.
Without caring about the injuries on her right hand, Audrey struggled as if her life depended on it.
Cornell sneered and bond her wrists together with his tie.
Then, he parted her thighs and knelt between them.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Cornell’s long and narrow eyes were shining under the moonlight as if a beast hidden in him was about to wake up.
“Audrey, you have been indulged for too long.”
So much so that she even dared to slap him because of another man.
How dare she!
Audrey wriggled and tried to push him away, but he was as hard as an unmovable rock.
A rasping sound was heard.
Cornell ripped her dress open with his bare hands!
Goose bumps prickled Audrey’s skin as the cold wind continued to blow into the bedroom. She shivered uncontrollably.
Rage took control of Cornell’s mind. His eyes were deep and lustful as they wandered to every inch of her body.
Beneath him was a smooth and delicate face that could be likened to a peach blossom. The hickey on her neck still lingered.
The sight of it instantly made him hornier.
Audrey’s skin was so tender that a little rubbing could make it red and that would take a few days to clear up.
Cornell wanted to be gentle with her. But whenever he remembered that she slapped him because of another man, his body was set on fire.
His throat was also hot.
He couldn’t hold back his anger.
Audrey was scared to death. She cried, “Cornell, I’m on my period.”
“Oh?” Cornell sneered.
Audrey nodded forcefully. She didn’t want sex, nor could her body take it.
Cornell’s eyes darkened.
“Let me have a look.”
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled off her G-string panties.
“No! It’s gross!” Audrey panicked and muttered.
However, Cornell gave out a meaningful chuckle.
ALL of a sudden, he leaned over and caressed her petal-like Lips.
“Period or not, you can still get wet, right?”
There was a hint of degradation in his words.
He had never tried to have sex with her on her period since they got married. But now…
Audrey’s face turned pale. It seemed Cornell was set on having sexual intercourse with her because he saw her with Henley.
In fact, Cornell only said these words in anger. Even when he was horny in the past, he never had the heart to demand sex from her on her period.
And that wasn’t going to start now.
However, he wanted to scare her into promising to never associate with Henley again.
Looking at Audrey’s pale face, he softened his tone and said, “ALL you have to do is be obedient to me, and I…”
Before he could finish speaking, Audrey yelled at him with her eyes shut tightly, “You sick bastard! If you want it, go meet Cecilia and let her satisfy you. Leave me alone!”
Her voice shook and her eyes became misty. Nonetheless, she held back the tears.
Audrey felt his behavior wasn’t just out of pure jealousy or anger.
As far as she was concerned, he was being a jerk because he felt he owned her.
He didn’t want her to associate with other men because of his possessive nature.
This was why he was so mad and eager to prove a point. No romantic feelings were involved.
It was so infuriating and saddening that she was a victim of his possessiveness. Her heart ached like it had been stabbed through repeatedly.
What did she do to deserve such treatment?
The two shameless lovebirds were the ones in the wrong. Why was she the one suffering?
Realizing that she was hell-bent on pushing him away, Cornell’s fury returned like a tidal wave.
He grabbed her pointed chin with his hand and sneered, “It seems you still haven’t learned your lesson.”
The moon shone in.
Cornell pressed down.
When his skin touched hers, he couldn’t think of anything else other than inserting his dick into her.
Suddenly, a tear fell on the back of his cold hand.
A few more came like pearls, creating a small puddle.
These cold tears were scalding like fire, making his heart inexplicably tighten.
Every expression she made was resistant. Even the lines on her forehead said no to him.
Her unwillingness almost drove him crazy.
His face became even more unsightly than ever. In his head, he imagined tearing Henley’s face bit by bit.
Cornell’s brows crinkled to the extent that they touched each other.
In a matter of seconds, he buttoned his shirt, pulled on his pants, and slammed the door on his way out.
As he descended the stairs, he saw the maid at the door.
“Sir, are you going out?”
Cornell nodded. Seeing the medicine box in her hand, he stopped and asked, “What’s that?”