Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Despite his sympathetic tone, his eyes glinted with cruelty as he silently mouthed a threat to Elin, promising destruction.
A wave of fear surged through Elin, overwhelming her. She felt as though she had plummeted into a dark abyss, the malevolent image of Dayton etched deeply into her psyche. Her resolve faltered, and she considered using the knife.
Dayton observed her reaction, his smirk widening as he taunted her further, hoping to provoke an outburst.
The knife in Elin’s hand clattered to the floor. Tears streamed down her face as Elin raised her hands to the officer. “Sir, my ex-husband has a history of domestic violence. I had a restraining order against him abroad. He came here to intimidate me. I grabbed the knife in self-defense. Thank you for getting here when you did…”
Although she cried pitifully, Elin’s account was coherent and factual.
She clearly relayed the essential details to the policemen.
Dayton’s expression turned stormy. He hadn’t anticipated Elin’s newfound assertiveness.
The manipulative tactics that once worked overseas now failed him completely. In a fit of rage, he cursed under his breath, “How dare you play games with me?”
Elin screamed in terror, “Ah! Help!”
She collapsed to the floor, clutching her head, murmuring, “Don’t hit me. Don’t hit me…” Her behavior was a clear indicator of her prolonged suffering.
Dayton’s fury escalated. He lunged forward, grabbing Elin by the collar and snarled, “You’re courting death!”
Despite his threats, Elin retorted with unexpected bravado in a low voice, “You’re just so-so, Dayton. Let’s see who will destroy whom.”
Dayton, losing all control, began to strangle Elin, an act he had repeated many times before.
However, this time Elin was not as terrified. She was on the soil of Ambrosia, a place governed by strict laws. “Dayton, feel the rule of law in Ambrosia,” she managed to say hoarsely.
Before Dayton could respond, the police intervened and restrained him.
As Dayton was subdued on the ground, his curses and threats only served to support Elin’s claims, painting him clearly as the aggressor.
While Dayton was escorted to a patrol car, Elin accompanied the police to assist further with the investigation.
At the police station, an officer took Elin’s statement and then mentioned, “We need to take you to the hospital for an examination. Do you have any family or friends you’d like us to inform?”
Elin shook her head. She preferred to keep this ordeal private and not burden anyone else.
Just then, a familiar voice echoed through the entryway. “Hello, I’m looking for Elin.”
Startled, Elin turned to see who it was. A tall man walked in, his eyes immediately finding hers. Recognizing her, Erick approached quickly and draped his warm suit jacket over her shoulders.
Warmth surrounded her, yet it failed to rouse Elin from her daze.
Erick glanced at Elin, his face inscrutable, a visible chill tinged with inner conflict. He said to the uniformed officer, “She’s my sister. I’m here to accompany her to the examination.”
After completing the necessary paperwork, Erick extended his hand to Elin.
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Elin hesitated, unsure of how to respond, until Erick gently lifted her to her feet. His eyes fixed on the red marks encircling her neck, his gaze intensifying as he softly asked, “Can you walk?”
Elin’s hand found warmth in his grasp, nestled in his palm. She nodded. “Yes.”
Erick leaned slightly and reached to button the blazer for her.
Throughout the drive to the hospital, silence lingered between them, an unsettling atmosphere settling in.
After the medical examination, Erick swiftly handed the documents to his assistant and instructed, “Find the top lawyer. Make sure Dayton’s held accountable.”
Seated in the car, Elin felt a fraction of her fear dissipate upon hearing Erick’s directive, her heart finding some stability.
Once the assistant left, Erick adjusted the car’s temperature to a comfortable level and handed Elin a cup of sugar water to calm down.
Sipping slowly, Elin’s emotions began to steady.
Erick explained, “Audrey tried reaching you at the studio but couldn’t, so she requested me to come check on you.” That explained his appearance.
Elin didn’t need to ask since Erick had already provided the answers she sought.
“Farley has passed away, which allowed Dayton to come to Ardlens.”
The demise of Farley, the only person who could discipline Dayton, nullified any previous assurances made to Erick.
Elin’s hand trembled, her hold on the cup weakening. This meant Dayton was now unrestrained. Their only option was temporary detainment, which was insufficient to contain such a villain.
Witnessing Elin’s distress, Erick felt a pang in his heart. Taking the cup from her hands, he enveloped her in a comforting embrace, murmuring reassurances, “It’s alright, Elin. I’m here, and I won’t let anything happen to you.”
At his words, the tears Elin had been holding back finally spilled over. Her eyes turned red, resembling those of a frightened rabbit.
Fortunately, due to the timely intervention of the officers, Elin had not sustained more severe physical injuries besides those to her neck and arms.
However, she suffered from psychological scars. Living like a prisoner for two years had deeply ingrained fear of Dayton in her psyche. Just the mention of his name was enough to send shivers down her spine, let alone encounter his actual presence and malevolence.
Dayton’s understanding of Elin’s timid nature had emboldened him to confront her without holding back.
Despite Elin’s recent thwarting of Dayton’s scheme, no one truly understood the immense courage it had taken her to stand up to him.
After the incident, Elin was so weakened that she had to be helped into the police car, barely able to stand.
It marked their first direct confrontation, leaving Elin uncertain about facing him again. She knew Dayton, the psychopath, would not stop his malicious actions. Especially now that he had been thwarted, which only fueled his rage and made him even more dangerous. As he was restrained on the ground by the officers, his gaze bore into her with intense hatred.
Elin dreaded the feeling of being enveloped in darkness again.
Erick held Elin, providing a haven for her to release her emotions.
Elin, always guarded, shed tears silently, adding to her poignant vulnerability.
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Erick kept soothing Elin with gentle strokes on her back.
The subtle scent of sandalwood emanating from Erick’s body enveloped Elin, offering a comforting embrace that seemed to ease her turmoil.
She held onto him tightly, as if he were the sole beacon of hope in her life’s darkness.
Instead of returning to Elin’s apartment, the car proceeded to Erick’s villa.
Upon arrival, Elin remained in the car, gazing at the house but hesitant to step out.
Erick opened the car door and stooped to lift her, his arms supporting her back with a chivalrous touch, creating a sense of warmth and security. It was clear that he paid attention to every detail.
Once inside the bedroom, Erick gently laid Elin down and suggested, “I’ll prepare a bath for you to relax in. Then, we’ll have dinner together.”
Elin clutched at his shirt and said uneasily, “I should go back…”
But Erick promptly vetoed the idea and asserted, “You’ll stay here until we’ve sorted out the situation with Dayton. It’s not safe for you to stay at your place.”
With that, he proceeded to draw a bath before returning downstairs with a bag containing clean clothes, thoughtfully prepared by his assistant. After placing them by the bathtub, he left the room to give her privacy.
The warm bath eased Elin’s tension, leaving her feeling much more comfortable.
The meal, skillfully prepared by the villa’s housekeeper, was both light and nourishing.
Elin could only manage to eat a small amount before feeling full.
But Erick’s encouragement led her to eat almost half of her meal.
Later that evening, Erick returned with a first aid kit to tend to Elin’s injuries. Under the soft glow of the room’s lights, his focused attention exuded a captivating charm.
Lost in her thoughts, Elin found herself gazing at him until their eyes met. Embarrassed, she quickly looked away.
However, Erick gently lifted her chin and whispered, “Feel free to look. I don’t charge.”
Elin’s cheeks flushed crimson at his words. The meticulous arrangements Erick had made helped dissipate almost entirely the fear she had felt.
Seeing Elin’s dispirited appearance at the police station had pained Erick deeply, causing him to no longer dwell on her previous distant behavior toward him.
Men like Erick admired and pursued by many, often held strong pride.
Even if it was just companionship, he hoped for genuine affection, not fickleness. Elin’s casual mention of having accustomed to being Dayton’s wife had wounded his pride deeply.
Despite having grown up together like childhood sweethearts, it seemed to Erick that Elin placed more value on Dayton, who had suddenly appeared and treated her poorly. Even though she claimed not to love Dayton anymore, it still stung, as they had surely married for love initially.
Erick knew he couldn’t have entered the picture at all if it hadn’t been for Dayton’s mistreatment of Elin, which led her to give up on Dayton.
Erick tried not to dwell on these thoughts, feeling somewhat embarrassed for pondering such concerns.
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But Erick couldn’t shake his desire for Elin. During the years she was away, he had lived a celibate life, but upon reconnecting with Elin, he found himself truly struggling to control his desires.