Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Cecilia struggled to contain her trembling. Cornell’s tone suggested he had conjured up countless cruel methods to deal with her. Indeed, his ruthless nature was nothing new to her. That harrowing journey to the mental hospital had nearly driven her to madness.
Still, Cecilia staunchly refused to go to prison. Facing that fate would spell the end of her very existence. Absolutely not! She couldn’t accept that She would rather die than go to prison!
“You wretch! It serves you right that the spawn in your womb was beaten out of you!” Cecilia’s laughter echoed with a frenzied edge, each syllable dripping with venom. “The spawn met its end quite fittingly!”
These words struck Audrey like a thunderbolt from a clear sky. They washed over her, stirring a sense of d?ja vu deep within her. A shiver ran down her spine, raising goosebumps across her skin.
Memories flooded Audrey’s mind, stacking up like a tower on the brink of collapse. The sterile scent of the hospital lingered in her recollections. Cecilia had said the same thing before, “The spawn met its end quite fittingly!” Cecilia had even used the same tone.
Straining to recall more, Audrey was suddenly seized by a searing pain. It was as if her skull was being assaulted by a relentless drill, buzzing and gnawing at her senses.
Audrey’s hand instinctively flew to her temple, seeking to quell the agony. However, the pain persisted. It was relentless and overwhelming, causing her legs to buckle beneath her.
“Audrey!” Cornell’s voice cut through the haze of pain, his expression etched with concern as he rushed to her side, catching her fragile form before she fell.
With utmost care, Cornell cradled Audrey as if she were the most precious treasure. His voice trembled with worry as he asked, “Where does it hurt?”
Audrey’s complexion turned ghostly pale. Her throbbing head made it hard for her to speak complete sentences. “It hurts… It hurts so much…”
Clutching Cornell’s arm tightly, Audrey felt utterly helpless amidst the searing pain.
The typically resolute girl let out a cry of pain, Cornell’s eyes brimmed with emotion, his heart aching at her suffering. If only he could bear the pain in her stead.
The anguish evident in Cornell’s eyes did not escape Cecilia. This display of emotion from Cornell was unprecedented. He had never shown such vulnerability to her before. Cornell’s seemingly kind gestures in the past were merely superficial acts of compensation with money and material possessions. But this genuine sentiment was reserved solely for Audrey, from beginning to end.
Consumed by rage and madness, Cecilia’s eyes gleamed with malice as she fumbled for a syringe, plunging it into her thigh with a frenzied determination.
The potent drug surged through her veins, numbing the pain and fueling her with boundless strength.
Then, brandishing a syringe, Cecilia lunged forward, driven by a desire for revenge. “Wretched woman, rot in hell!”
The freezing cold surrounded Audrey, engulfing her in an icy cave and causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
Memories from the past surged through Audrey’s mind like a slideshow.
“This is the divorce agreement… Don’t be ridiculous… Cecilia’s condition is grave… Be reasonable… How could you be so heartless…
Don’t use such childish antics…”
Each word felt like a dagger, piercing deeply into Audrey’s heart.
Sweat beaded on her temples as she curled up in anguish.
Amidst the turmoil, Audrey caught sight of Cornell holding her past self, who desperately pleaded, “Cornell, save us… Save our child…”
Painful memories flooded into Audrey’s mind like a bursting dam, leaving her on the brink of collapse.
Seizing the opportunity, Cecilia aimed the long, slender needle at Audrey’s neck. Its sharp tip gleamed with a menacing light as it darted forward.
Cornell’s dark eyes widened in alarm. Just as he was about to act, he suddenly heard something.
“Argh!” Audrey’s cry of pain echoed through the room.
Cornell’s heart skipped a beat. Right then, the needle hovered just a millimeter from Audrey’s neck.
Without hesitation, Cornell grasped the syringe. It felt like a mosquito had bitten him as the needle pierced into his palm.
The next second, Cornell’s body went limp, numb, and powerless.
Phantoms danced before Cornell’s eyes. He shook his head violently and bit down hard on his tongue. The metallic taste of blood jolted him back to reality, if only for a moment.
“Bang!”
Cornell delivered a heavy kick that sent Cecilia crashing into the door panel. Cecilia didn’t even have a chance to utter a groan before losing consciousness.
Audrey’s hand felt as cold as ice, and her heart throbbed with pain.
Seeing her agonized expression, Cornell’s heart twisted painfully, and he felt utterly helpless. He clung to her tightly. His grip was so intense that his fingers turned white. He was desperately trying to transfer his warmth to her.
“Audrey, Audrey…” His eyes filled with a fiery rage. How he wished he could bear her pain and shield her from harm.
Just then, a flurry of people burst in. Medical staff and law enforcement officers swarmed in.
Once Cecilia was carried away, paramedics moved in to place Audrey on a stretcher. However, Cornell held onto Audrey and refused to let go.
Perhaps due to the infection of the syringe, despite knowing the emergency of Audrey receiving medical care, he couldn’t bring himself to let Audrey go, fearing she might disappear like she once did five years ago.
When medical staff approached, Cornell’s rage boiled over, and he roared, “Don’t you dare touch her!”
Intimidated by his ferocity, the medical staff hesitated to approach and could only plead, “Sir, please don’t delay emergency treatment…”
“Fuck off!” Cornell bellowed, his temples pulsating, his body trembling with emotion. His mind felt foggy, alternating between drowsiness and clarity.
In his heart, he vowed not to let what happened five years ago repeat. He wanted to ensure no harm came Audrey’s way. Not with him still breathing.
“Cornell!” Devonte pushed through the crowd and gripped Cornell’s shoulder tightly. With a penetrating gaze, he urged, “Let the doctors attend to her first.”
His friend’s words gradually calmed Cornell’s frenzy. With bloodshot eyes and a voice choked with emotion, Cornell whispered, “Save her.”
Tears of heartache streamed down Cornell’s face, a stark contrast to his usual towering, proud demeanor. “I’m begging you… Save her…”
Once the initial shock wore off, Devonte placed a comforting hand on Cornell’s shoulder and reassured him, “Everything’s gonna be alright.”
Seeing that Audrey hadn’t suffered any visible injuries, Devonte concluded that her condition was likely due to psychological trauma.
With prompt treatment, there shouldn’t be any major problems. But even so, Cornell’s emotional state remained a concern.
Cornell followed Audrey into the ambulance.
As the dressing room emptied, the police sealed it off to collect evidence. Among the items discovered were two syringes.
Matteo stayed behind to aid the investigation. Upon reviewing the surveillance footage, he was shocked to see the syringes. What could possibly be in them?
At the ward entrance, Cornell anxiously asked the doctor about Audrey’s condition.
“The patient didn’t suffer serious injuries. However, a head injury from a heavy blow in the past left residual blood clots. The reaction is likely caused by stimulation from the clot…”
“What?” Cornell blurted out in shock. “She had had a head injury?”
“Yes. It appears to have happened several years ago. Although the clot isn’t big, its location is quite tricky, so surgery wasn’t performed.”
Cornell’s lips drained of color. A blood clot lingering for years…
Cornell doubted Audrey would suffer when living with the Foster family. After all, he had witnessed firsthand Erick’s indulgence.
Moreover, Audrey seemed to have lived a privileged life.
The only plausible scenario was when Audrey plunged into the river after the car accident five years ago.
A sharp pain pierced Cornell’s chest, leaving him gasping for air. He had never considered such possibility. He couldn’t bear to think about what had happened to Audrey after falling into the river…
The thought of her desperately clinging to life hit Cornell like a tidal wave. He had narrowly missed her then.
At this moment, a barrage of hammers seemed to strike Cornell’s head.
He reached out and clutched his head. Simultaneously, his body swayed unsteadily. Then, with a heavy thud, his once tall and imposing figure crumpled to the ground.
“Sir!” Matteo rushed over and begged the doctor, “Quick! Save him!
He’s been injected with an unknown substance!”
Just moments ago, the police had reviewed the surveillance footage and saw Cornell, in the final moments, holding the needle that had pierced Audrey.
Audrey only regained consciousness the day later. Her mind felt clearer than ever before. Cornell’s cruelty, her grandmother’s passing, the heart-wrenching loss of their child Every detail.
Everything. It was like reliving a tragic movie in her mind. Audrey had recalled all.
Yet, regaining her memories only intensified her pain. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Because of Cornell, Audrey had suffered so much. Even before she reclaimed her memory loss, she found herself entangled with him once again. It seemed like fate was playing a cruel joke on her.
At this moment, the door swung open, and Stefan entered. His face lit up with joy upon seeing Audrey awake. “Audrey, you’re awake!”
Audrey nodded weakly and slowly sat up.
“I’m fine,” Audrey replied. “By the way, does Erick know I’m hospitalized?”
Stefan shook his head. “I haven’t told him yet.”
Stefan had rushed over the moment he received the news. Seeing Audrey asleep earlier, he had arranged for some nutritional soup to be prepared in case she woke up feeling hungry.
“Can we keep this from Erick for now?” Audrey requested. “I don’t want him to worry about me.”