Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
A chubby boy, followed by a slender one and a shorter one, hurried over to retrieve it.
When the ball landed near Cornell, the chubby boy yelled, “Hey, you cripple!”
Cornell didn’t respond, but Audrey’s hand tightened into a fist.
The chubby boy, noticing Cornell’s earlier struggle to stand, jeered loudly, “Hey, you in the wheelchair! Don’t act like you didn’t hear me, okay?”
Cornell turned sharply, his eyes piercing. “Are you speaking to me?”
The chubby boy was taken aback by Cornell’s stern look but regained his bravado, thinking of his influential parents.
He couldn’t show weakness in front of his associates. He taunted, “Yeah, I’m talking to you. Who else here is a cripple?”
His mocking words made the shorter boy burst into laughter as well.
“Ha! This guy’s hilarious, trying to stand up like that!”
Audrey was seething, desperate to confront these rude children.
Yet, she hesitated, considering Cornell’s pride. Intervening might only exacerbate the situation.
Reluctantly, she restrained herself and continued to watch.
“This gentleman looks quite handsome. He seems impressive too,” the slender boy remarked, subtly cautioning the chubby boy against ridiculing someone who might be significant.
The chubby boy retorted, “What good is being handsome? Who would want a cripple?”
He edged closer to taunt Cornell directly, “Hey, cripple, if you can pick up that ball for me, I’ll ask my dad to get you a prosthetic. How about that?”
The shorter boy was puzzled. “Prosthetic? But doesn’t he have legs?”
“What good are legs if they don’t work? He’s as useless as trash!” the chubby boy declared spitefully.
Audrey could tell the chubby boy was a constant bully, a child who used his family’s status to intimidate others. He was young but remarkably cruel, likely to grow even more arrogant and despotic with age.
The chubby boy jeered further, “Honestly, just cut off those legs. Prosthetics would serve you better than those crippled limbs!”
Cornell’s expression remained frosty, showing no interest in trivial banter with the chubby boy. Instead of addressing these children directly, he seemed more inclined to educate the parents responsible for such upbringing. That approach would likely be more impactful.
Seeing Cornell ignore him, the chubby boy harbored contempt. A cripple and yet so arrogant!
“Cripple, I’m talking to you, didn’t you hear?”
The chubby boy said this as he maliciously kicked Cornell’s weakened leg.
Cornell’s gaze turned icy, and just as he was about to respond, a stone flew through the air, striking the chubby boy on the calf.
“Ouch…” The chubby boy collapsed to the ground, crying loudly, “Who the heck…”
“Slap!” Suddenly, a hazelnut shot directly into the chubby boy’s open mouth. Though less brutal than the stone, it was painful enough to stun him!
“Ahhh!” the chubby boy let out an eerie scream.
“Who the…” He abruptly stopped, clamping his hand over his mouth, fearful that another outburst might invite further retaliation.
After waiting for a while with no reply from behind, the chubby boy finally stopped covering his mouth and exploded with anger, shouting, “Who is the coward hiding and attacking me? I’ll get the principal to check the cameras and make sure you get punished for this!”
With no one stepping forward, he became convinced that his attacker was too frightened to show up, and his arrogance overflowed once more.
Then, the chubby boy pointed at Cornell and accused him, “It has to be you, you cripple! I’m warning you, my father is very influential. Since you dare to hit me, I’ll ensure you can’t even stay in this hospital!”
Cornell responded coldly, “Who is your father?”
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The chubby boy retorted, “You have no right to know who my dad is, you lowly life!”
Not only that, but the chubby boy also convinced his associates to join him in insulting Cornell.
“Cripple! The chubby boy yelled, and the shorter boy beside him quickly followed. There came a short pause of silence. The slender boy hesitated and struggled to speak. “
“What’s the matter with you, you worthless thing!” the chubby boy scolded. “You’re just the son of a driver. You should feel lucky to be here with us. You’re not clever at all. I’ll have my dad fire your poor, beggar father immediately! If it weren’t for my dad providing for your loser dad, do you think you’d have the chance to hang out with us and enjoy yourself?”
Being insulted like this, the slender boy clenched his fists tightly.
“Are you dumb? Can’t you insult properly? You’re completely useless!”
The shorter boy urged, “Come on. Just curse this cripple. Don’t make our friend mad!”
“I… I won’t curse.” The slender boy finally stood up for himself.
With determination, he continued, “My dad says that cursing people is rude and you shouldn’t mock others. No one chooses to be born different, and those who need help should be supported and encouraged, not mocked. That’s the right thing to do!”
The chubby boy was so enraged that he clutched his chest, gasping for air.
Seeing this, the shorter boy shouted, “Are you insane? Do you want your dad to lose his job?”
But after declaring his refusal, the slender boy seemed to gain clarity, possibly remembering his father’s words. He stood tall, defying them. “No matter what you say, I will not curse.”
The slender boy faced the chubby boy. “And another thing. My dad is not a beggar. He earns his living by working for your dad. There’s no shame in his job. Just because my dad works for yours doesn’t mean I have to follow your commands. Their relationship is purely professional, and my dad deserves respect for his hard work!”
The slender boy clenched his fists, declaring, “I believe my dad would stand by me in this!”
“You filthy brat, you’re really pushing your luck!” Furious, the chubby boy grabbed the slender boy’s hair and forced him down to his knees, yelling, “Insult him! Curse the cripple…”
“I refuse to curse! I simply won’t!” the slender boy yelled, struggling to free himself from the chubby boy, but the shorter boy stamped on his hand.
The chubby boy, acting like a true bully, pushed the slender boy to the ground!
Cornell, with a stern look, reached for his fallen cane, ready to teach the chubby boy a lesson.
But before he could take action, a burst of hazelnuts flew through the air!
“Ah!” Before the chubby boy could react, he was hit again by the flying hazelnuts. This time, his lips were cut and his forehead bruised!
Holding his bleeding lips, the chubby boy shouted in anger, “Who’s there? Show yourself!”
Audrey had already stepped out from hiding.
Seeing her, Cornell loosened his grip on the cane.
Audrey couldn’t stand it anymore and stepped up to confront the chubby boy. “I was curious who had such a nasty mouth. Thought I’d give him some hazelnuts to clean it out, and it turns out to be just a little chubby boy!”
Audrey deliberately prolonged the words “little chubby boy,” emphasizing each word. So this chubby boy liked to belittle others, did he? She then decided that today she would teach him a lesson in “fighting fire with fire!”
“You… You dare hit me! You’ll have to…” The chubby boy, his lips bleeding and his speech unclear, struggled to form words.
“Nah, I’m here to teach you a lesson!” Audrey announced, looking down at him.
Being sized up by Audrey, the chubby boy felt uncomfortable and snapped at her, “What are you staring at?”
“Your face looks like a black hole on earth, completely sunken in. Your nose seems like it’s been flattened with a rolling pin, and those big teeth of yours appear those of a mouse. It’s brave of you to mock others when you look like this.”
“You!” the shorter boy, the chubby boy’s sidekick, tried to defend his friend. Just as he began to throw insults at Audrey, he noticed the cuts and bruises on the chubby boy’s face and hesitated. “How could you even start with insults?”
“Don’t hurl baseless accusations my way. I never insult people. I simply make objective observations based on the facts. Besides, the ones I criticize usually aren’t very nice people.” Audrey’s beautiful eyes focused on the two troublemakers.
The chubby boy and the shorter one, not the quickest thinkers around, didn’t quite understand Audrey’s words but felt Like they had been insulted. They somehow felt she was mocking them.
The chubby boy stuttered, “You… You dare to insult me, I…”
“Better be quiet!” Audrey interrupted sharply. “Every time you speak, it just shows how little decency you have, smaller than the tip of a needle!”
She looked him over once more and commented, “Well, you certainly look well-nourished and prosperous.”
At this, the chubby boy began to cry loudly.
“That’s making you cry?” Audrey remarked. “I’m merely treating you the way you treat others. We’ve barely started and you’re already upset. I had assumed you had thick skin, but it turns out it’s as thin as paper!”
“You… You’re picking on a child…” Only then did the chubby boy think to play the “child” card, feeling he was being mistreated by an adult.
But the chubby boy wasn’t small at all, looking to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. Tall and strong, he could hardly be considered an innocent child any longer.
Children at his age should know better than to blindly follow bad influences and engage in wrongdoing.
Without this lesson, he would likely continue to grow worse, potentially bullying and humiliating others in the future! do find it “You’re completely correct!” Audrey sneered. enlightening to pick on impolite children like you.”
“I’ll beat you…” The chubby boy, his words hissing through his split lips, clenched his fists and rushed forward.
Cornell in the wheelchair looked on with a grim expression and extended his cane to stop the chubby boy.