Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Despite being in his forties, Davey’s consistent exercise routine lent him the appearance of someone at least ten years younger.
Even his countenance exuded the captivating allure typically associated with a man in his thirties. In every aspect, he defied the expectations of someone in their forties.
Truly affluent individuals eschewed cosmetic enhancements. Their youthfulness endured and lingered far beyond the reach of ordinary people. This state of confidence was nurtured through a disciplined lifestyle.
From Jimena’s initial apprehension upon encountering Davey, to later discovering his unwavering commitment to one woman, a flutter stirred within her heart.
Jimena envied Davey’s unwavering adoration for Casey, feeling that Casey might not fully grasp her good fortune. Casey hesitated to embrace a man of such excellence who loved her and contemplated the idea of fleeing instead.
To Jimena, how could there possibly be another man as remarkable as Davey, who loved a woman with such profound devotion? Wasn’t it the most fortunate thing in the world to be loved by a man like him? Yet inexplicably, Casey felt the urge to flee, seemingly not appreciating it at all…
Jimena’s envy and jealousy remained confined within her heart. Yet, these concealed emotions were steadily swelling, growing with each passing day. To her, a man like Davey was undeniably irresistible. In his demeanor, appearance, strength, and skills, he stood as an elite among elites, a rare talent that was exceedingly difficult to come by.
Jimena’s frequent visits to Davey’s manor in recent months had served to intensify her fantasies. If only she could become the mistress of this splendid mansion, or even just stand by Davey’s side, she would gladly do so.
In the affluent circles of Aurora, it was common for individuals to have multiple wives and concubines, yet Davey remained devoted to only one ??Casey.
At times, Jimena would indulge in fantasies of Davey showing an interest in her.
But when love blinded a woman, reason often faltered. And now, Jimena entertained the thought of seducing Davey. Unaware of the impending danger, she persisted in pushing herself closer to the edge of a cliff, risking her life and limb.
Davey paid little attention to her advances. After all, each of his subordinates behaved similarly and none would dare to betray him.
“What benefits did she offer you?” Davey inquired.
Jimena hesitated for a moment, steeling herself. Slowly, she removed her coat, revealing her delicate shoulders, her elegant evening dress, and the dazzling sapphire pendant adorning her neck.
“She gave me the sapphire pendant you had gifted her, and she also mentioned…” Jimena paused, purposefully withholding the remainder as if finding it too embarrassing to utter.
“Go on,” Davey prompted evenly, his expression betraying no emotion.
“She stated that everything you bestowed upon her was repulsive, and she expressed a desire to discard it all, as none of it held any appeal to her. She instructed me to remove it swiftly to spare her the sight of it.”
This was a fabrication by Jimena. Casey was not one to casually disclose her innermost thoughts, particularly regarding Davey. Fearful of causing trouble, Casey refrained from discussing Davey with anyone.
Jimena’s actions could be deemed presumptuous. Based on her observations of the relationship between Davey and Casey, she surmised that Casey harbored animosity toward Davey, and believed that Davey was aware of this dynamic. Consequently, Jimena’s words seemed credible.
“Sir, I’ll return the necklace to you,” Jimena declared, though inwardly she hesitated to part with it. She had barely begun to wear it, and it hadn’t even had a chance to become familiar to her, and now she was expected to return it. She felt far from pleased about the situation!
Davey observed her sluggish movements with a faint smile. “If you like it, you can keep it.”
Jimena was taken aback by his generosity. “Sir, do you mean… You’re giving it to me?”
“Yes.” Davey nodded.
Jimena was rendered speechless, her eyes gleaming with delight. It appeared her gamble had indeed paid off. Davey’s gesture hinted at some level of interest in her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have bestowed upon her such a precious necklace.
This wasn’t entirely unexpected, given the nature of men’s tendencies to flirt, particularly in the permissive and libertine culture of Aurora. In Aurora, men, except for those from the Lower classes, were permitted to have multiple wives.
Despite Davey’s deep affection for Casey, he might still occasionally seek novelty. While Jimena might not match Casey’s appearance, Jimena possessed her own unique advantages. She was young!
The youth was Jimena’s asset. Despite Casey’s potentially greater beauty, her age, nearing her forties, might result in some areas being less glowy.
Jimena, on the other hand, possessed both youth and knowledge in maintaining her physical condition, including her intimate areas. Her efforts were all geared toward securing a wealthy husband in the future, one who would eagerly welcome her. For no man could resist the allure of youth and tightness.
With these thoughts in mind, Jimena inched closer to Davey. Then, in a soft, seductive tone, she murmured, “Sir, I’m willing to do anything…”
Davey appeared intrigued, as if he had encountered something novel and intriguing in Jimena’s character. Indeed, Jimena possessed a provocative side. In a hushed voice, he inquired, “Truly, anything?”
“Absolutely.” Jimena’s suggestive glance at Davey’s penis left little to the imagination as she boldly asserted, “Not only will I do it, I’ll do it very well…”
The implication was unmistakable.
Davey’s gaze subtly shifted, betraying a hint of excitement.
As Jimena envisioned the possibility of engaging in intimacy with Davey right then and there, a thrill coursed through her entire body.
If she could secure a place as Davey’s partner, she could ascend to the pinnacle of society.
For starters, Davey maintained only a single romantic interest: Casey.
And Casey, in all her innocence and simplicity, posed no real challenge to Jimena at all.
Not only did Jimena possess a shrewd understanding of interpersonal dynamics, but she also boasted an array of techniques to truly satisfy a man’s desires.
With determination etched across her features, Jimena reached out to undo Davey’s belt buckle. Confident in her skills, she harbored no doubt that it wouldn’t be Long before she supplanted Casey and became Davey’s sole beloved!
“Sir, I’ll certainly serve you well…” Jimena uttered coquettishly.
Just as her hand diligently worked to undo the belt, it was abruptly seized by Davey’s sizable palm.
“What I desire from you is not that,” Davey interjected.
Jimena glanced up in astonishment, finding Davey’s long fingers delicately tracing her neck from behind her ear. His touch lingered on the sapphire pendant, tapping it lightly.
“Eat it,” he instructed.
“What…” Jimena questioned, momentarily unsure if she had misheard.
Davey had already retracted his hand, returning to his aloof demeanor, yet the excitement in his eyes remained undiminished. “Since you seem to cherish this sapphire necklace so much, why not consume it and let it become a part of you? Wouldn’t that be even more meaningful?”
Jimena couldn’t fathom Davey’s seriousness, assuming he was simply jesting. She awkwardly remarked, “Sir, you shouldn’t jest about such matters. This necklace holds immense value. I couldn’t possibly ingest it.”
Jimena was secretly terrified at the notion of swallowing such a sizable diamond. It would be no different to ingesting gold, and she harbored no doubt that she would choke and perish long before it reached her stomach.
Despite her misgivings, convinced of Davey’s jesting nature, she summoned her courage once more and boldly approached him, intent on serving him. “Sir, I can indeed provide you with great pleasure. You need only give me the chance…”
Jimena blushed furiously, her heart racing. Davey exuded an irresistible air of mischief.
However, before she could draw any closer, her jaw was abruptly seized firmly by Davey.
“Snap!” A faint sound of shattering echoed through the room.
The priceless sapphire pendant was mercilessly ripped from Jimena’s neck by him.
“Ah…” Jimena cried out in anguish.
Watching the bond with her beloved necklace shattered so abruptly, she felt her heart shatter as well.
This necklace held a special place in her heart, and now it lay ruined before her. The devastation was overwhelming.
The craftsmanship had been impeccable, making repairs seem nearly impossible. Even if it could be restored, the scars of repair would forever mar its beauty, diminishing its value greatly.
“Sir, you…” Jimena attempted to protest, but Davey’s grip tightened, silencing her with a forceful gesture.
“Emm…” Jimena trembled in terror as Davey’s countenance twisted into a savage expression, prompting her to thrash about uncontrollably, her mouth emitting stuttered, whimpering sounds.
Yet, Davey remained indifferent to her distress.
With deliberate motions, he lifted his fingers, and despite the sapphire pendant being broken, its allure remained undiminished. The fractured fragments gleamed ominously on his curled fingers.
Gradually, Davey inserted the necklace into Jimena’s mouth, employing his fingers to push it down her throat, piece by piece.
Observing Jimena’s face flush with distress, he calmly inquired, “Do you realize the mistake in your statement?”
“Ah… Ugh…” Jimena emitted peculiar gagging noises. A foreign object lodged in her throat induced a nauseating urge to vomit, yet Davey’s fingers obstructed her windpipe. She gasped for air, feeling as though she were suffocating.
In a leisurely tone, Davey asserted, “Casey has always been truthful, and she’d never say such accusations against me. If you suggest she’s been dishonest with me, then it stands to reason that you’re the one being untruthful!”
With his final words, he exerted pressure with his fingers, forcing the sizable sapphire into Jimena’s throat.
The sapphire proved too massive for Jimena’s slender esophagus, impeding the free movement of his fingers.
Davey refrained from pushing it deeper, opting instead to swiftly seize a silver stick from the table, employing it to forcefully shove the necklace downward.
Eventually, even the stick had been fully inserted.
With ruthless determination, Davey declared, “This necklace has been tainted by your actions, so now it belongs to you alone!”
With that proclamation, he roughly hurled Jimena to the ground.
Jimena could no longer make any sound, her only expression one of wide-eyed torment, unable to find solace even in death.
As Davey exited Jimena’s apartment, his assistant handed him a pack of disinfectant wipes, a silent acknowledgment of the grimy surroundings.
Despite having already washed his hands, Davey cringed at the thought of touching anything inside Jimena’s apartment directly. With a few swift wipes, he signaled to the assistant, who promptly ushered two men inside to sanitize the scene.
Then, Davey sank into the plush car seat and lit a cigar, the smoke curling lazily around him.
Before he could finish, the assistant reappeared, lugging a hefty bag, evidence of a thorough cleanup.