Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Davey discarded his shirt, tossing it aside carelessly, his well- defined physique exuding strength. “It’s alright,” he assured, leaning closer, his arms lifting her slender legs gently, his voice husky. “There’s ample time. Let’s start here.”
Casey was rendered speechless.
Outside, Jimena, the private physician, waited patiently. The appointment was scheduled for three, yet much time had elapsed without any sign from the bedroom Casey was in.
Faint sounds of gasps and whispers floated through the door, tinting Jimena’s cheeks with embarrassment.
The disarray near the sofa, Davey’s discarded shirt and belt and Casey’s crumpled nightgown, painted a vivid picture of their passionate encounter.
As someone who had experienced intimacy before, Jimena recognized the signs all too well. She never imagined Davey, known for his cold demeanor, to be so tender, coaxing with endearments Like “Good, baby, one more time, okay…”
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the bedroom door creaked open.
Davey emerged, his hair still damps from a recent wash, addressing Jimena matter-of-factly, “After the acupuncture session, investigate why she is experiencing discomfort down there.”
Jimena’s cheeks flushed even deeper. Davey clearly had no idea what the boundaries were. She nodded, stepping aside to allow Davey to pass before entering the room herself.
Inside, despite the tidying, the lingering scent of their indulgence lingered in the air.
In the center of the plush bed, the stunning Casey reclined, bathed in soft light, her delicate form sprawled weakly. Her flawless back arched gracefully, yet it bore the telltale signs of bruising and marks, as though etched by the hands of another.
Jimena was well-acquainted with these marks. While they appeared severe, they were surprisingly bearable. She knew that in the passionate throes of intimacy, especially with a man who had restrained himself for so long, such marks were almost inevitable.
Even in such a state, Casey remained breathtakingly beautiful.
Jimena first tended to the wounds in Casey’s lower region, eliciting a hiss of pain from Casey as she spread Casey’s legs.
Quick to apologize, Jimena inquired, “I’m sorry, madam. Did that hurt?”
Casey grimaced slightly but assured Jimena, “No.”
Jimena couldn’t help but empathize with the pain Casey must be enduring. It was agonizing even to witness.
The wounds spoke volumes, unmistakably tears, requiring no further explanation or judgment. They bore witness to Davey’s excessive force just moments ago.
Jimena’s heart swelled with sympathy for the graceful Casey as she gently said, “Madam, please endure a bit longer. I’ll handle the treatment with care.”
Jimena had always harbored a soft spot for Casey.
In their previous encounter, Jimena had witnessed Davey’s brutal punishment of a subordinate, thrusting the man’s hand into a grinder, resulting in agonizing screams and a gruesome scene of blood and flesh.
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Still trembling from shock, Jimena made an error while administering acupuncture to Casey, causing blood to trickle from her temple. Just then, Davey entered, and overwhelmed by fear, Jimena quivered in his presence and didn’t dare to erase the blood.
Aware of Davey’s merciless nature, knowing he tolerated no mistakes, Jimena feared for her fate. Her second blunder could lead to a fate akin to the mangled hand of the punished man.
In Jimena’s despair, Casey, with remarkable composure, concealed the bloodstain, feigning illness to deceive Davey.
Afterward, when Jimena expressed gratitude, Casey brushed it off, saying, “It’s nothing.”
Their conversation soon drifted to family matters, sharing stories with genuine warmth.
Casey, seeking a distraction from the discomfort, initiated a conversation with Jimena once more.
Their communication method, however, was rather unconventional.
Utilizing dissolvable paper, they exchanged notes that vanished upon contact with water.
This ingenious method, conceived by Casey herself, served to evade Davey’s suspicion and maintain their secrecy.
Curiously, Casey inquired, “Dr. Hinks, why did you become Davey’s personal physician?”
Jimena sighed, penning her reply. “If I didn’t, my elderly father would, and he’s prone to mistakes.”
Jimena’s family history was a tapestry woven from diverse threads.
Her father’s roots were firmly planted in Aurora, where he honed his medical skills under his father’s guidance. In contrast, her mother was a native of Ambrosia. Their lives intertwined when Jimena’s father embarked on a journey to Ambrosia for medical education, where he crossed paths with her mother. This serendipitous encounter blossomed into a union, culminating in the birth of Jimena.
Their union marked the beginning of a new chapter, one that saw them settle in Aurora, despite its complex political landscape.
In Aurora, allegiance to major families dictated survival, and a single misstep could prove fatal.
However, amidst this volatile environment, Jimena’s parents found solace in their unity.
As Jimena’s father grew weary of the turmoil engulfing Aurora, he made a firm decision. Once he fulfilled his duties in caring for his aging father until his last breath, he resolved to relocate with his family back to Ambrosia.
In contrast to the strife-ridden Aurora, Ambrosia represented a tranquil haven. In Ambrosia, safety wasn’t a concern, even during the late hours, free from the fear of gunfire.
However, the previous doctor working for Davey met an untimely demise under enigmatic circumstances. In the wake of this tragedy, someone suggested Jimena’s father, renowned for his proficiency in both traditional and modern medical practices.
Summoned by Davey, Jimena’s father didn’t dare to refuse, even making arrangements for after his eventual passing.
Jimena’s heart sank hearing her father’s instructions to her mother, prompting her brave decision to volunteer at Davey’s territory.
Jimena’s exceptional acupuncture skills impressed Davey, earning her a position. She only disclosed this to her parents afterward.
Despite her parents’ fury and desire to send her back to Ambrosia, Jimena refused to abandon her post. She argued her youth and resourcefulness made her better equipped to handle crises, and fleeing to Ambrosia wouldn’t shield them from Davey’s influence.
“Dr. Hinks, do you want to go back to Ambrosia?” Casey’s gaze held a gentle warmth as she posed the question.
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The question pierced Jimena’s heart, evoking a poignant twinge in her chest. With trembling hands, she wrote her response, her words revealing the weight of her resignation. “It’s no use wanting.”
Each of Davey’s personal physicians signed up for three years, but survival was rare. Many didn’t see the end of their terms.
Casey blinked her eyelashes, jotting them down. “Dr. Hinks, if you want to go back, I can help you.”
Jimena’s eyes widened in surprise as she wrote. “Madam, what are you saying?”
Perplexed, Jimena couldn’t fathom why Casey would extend such an offer to help her.
Casey quickly scribbled on the paper. “I want to go back to my country because I…”
Pausing with her pen, Casey didn’t finish the thought about missing her child and continued, “I also want to go back.”
Jimena gestured with her hands, asking, “Madam, is it Mr. Glyn who won’t let you leave?”
Casey nodded, her elegant handwriting showing her resolve as she wrote forcefully. “Do you believe me?”
Jimena, still a bit dazed, nodded.
“Help me buy a certain traditional herb, but remember, Mr. Glyn must not find out it was you who bought it.” Casey wrote down her instructions.
Casey cautioned about Davey’s suspicious nature, worrying that any hint of Jimena’s involvement could lead to unwarranted suspicions.
When Casey remembered the humiliation she had gotten just now, she bit her lower lip so hard that it almost bled. From the moment she and Davey met again, her nightmares started.
Back then, Davey imprisoned Casey in his villa in Ardlens, and she lived a nightmare-like Life for half a month. Finally, she managed to escape when he was not paying attention to her. That was five years ago.
At that time, the Warburton family was in trouble. Casey didn’t want to add more trouble to her family and the Foster family, so she hid in the quiet and secluded Siren alone. There, she gave birth to a daughter.
Later, Casey discovered traces of Davey’s men. She was so flustered that she asked a kind neighbor to give her child to someone who could be trusted.
As expected, Davey’s men caught Casey. Davey took her back and brought her abroad. She stayed in a remote place called Aurora, a primitive tribe without the rule of law.
Davey brought Casey there because it was a better place to imprison her and cut off all her contact with Ambrosia.
When Casey first got there, she did her best to resist, wanting to leave. No matter how difficult her situation was, she did not give up the idea of escaping.
But when Casey heard the news about her daughter’s death, her world collapsed. Others assumed Casey accidentally fell from the balcony.
No one knew she jumped down from the balcony because of desperation.
She had been in a coma since then for five years.
When Casey woke up, she found that Davey had not changed at all. He was still the same paranoid, bloodthirsty, and crazy Davey she knew.
Davey didn’t care how many people he would kill as long as he could keep Casey by his side.
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Casey knew her pretense of having amnesia wouldn’t last for too long.
After all, Davey was shrewd and suspicious. It wouldn’t be long before he found out the truth.
Thus, when Casey woke up, she made up her mind. Since she had not witnessed her daughter’s death, she couldn’t just believe it. She must go back and check for herself.
Besides, Davey mentioned Audrey on the phone last time. So, Casey suspected Audrey might still be alive. She was finally sure that her daughter, Audrey, was still alive when Davey showed her the video.