Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
The force of the thick-soled shoe caused the driver’s mouth to bleed.
“Daddy!” From a corner, previously unnoticed, Chasen rushed to the gray-haired driver and embraced him, crying. “Dad, why is he hitting you? You always told me he respected you. Was that not true?”
Despite facing beatings and harsh words just to get by, the driver was determined to sow seeds of virtue in his son’s heart. Thus, he crafted tales of his superior who held him in high regard and a job that was a breeze, all to keep his son’s mind free from worry. His efforts bore fruit, as his son grew up with a solid backbone of integrity and a compass that always pointed to what was right.
Raised with a strong moral compass, Chasen faced the husband with determined eyes and said, “Sir, it’s wrong to hit my dad without reason, He was right to question a wrong order.”
Chasen stood firm and declared, “I expect you to apologize for hitting him!”
What met his request was a flying shoe, targeting Chasen’s head.
Witnessing the threat, the driver instinctively shielded his son with his body, absorbing the brutal impact, yet he held his son close, ensuring his son’s safety.
Not one showed a shred of decency. They revered the mighty and scorned the meek, failing to recognize their workers “humanity.
With no footwear left to hurl, the plump woman’s husband grabbed a stone, aiming for the driver and his son.
“Stop!” Audrey’s voice thundered with fury.
The husband halted and turned, Audrey’s striking appearance momentarily capturing his attention.
Noticing her husband’s gaze fixed on Audrey, the plump woman’s irritation flared. She tugged his ear with force and hissed, “What are you looking at?”
The husband said in haste, “Nothing. I swear I didn’t see a thing!”
Pushing her husband aside, the plump woman’s stare bore into Audrey with poison. “You little vixen, flirting shamelessly with any man!”
Audrey was at a loss for words. She didn’t do anything, and here came the baseless accusations her way.
The plump woman’s husband ogled Audrey, remarking with a sneer, “She’s quite the looker, isn’t she? Those loose clothes can’t conceal her shape… Damn! She’s quite curvy in all the right places!”
Incensed, the plump woman pinched her husband, rebuking, “Are your eyes still on that temptress? Do you want me to blind you?”
“No, no, you’ve got it all wrong, dear!” Her husband quickly retorted, “I was thinking she’d catch Korbin’s eye. You remember him, don’t you? He’s always after women who are a blend of innocence and allure.”
Korbin was a partner in their less-than-reputable business ventures, where they shamelessly traded favors using unsuspecting women, even resorting to blackmail with secretly filmed videos.
Upon hearing her husband’s suggestion, the plump woman’s face split into a wicked grin. “Perfect, we’ll send her to Korbin.”
Meanwhile, her husband looked around slyly, entertaining the vile thought of indulging himself before passing Audrey on to Korbin.
Cornell’s expression turned to one of revulsion at such repulsive thoughts. Without warning, his cane flew from his grasp!
“Clang!” The black custom-made cane struck the husband’s head, blood instantly welling from the wound.
“Ouch…” He grasped his head, wailing in agony. “Who the hell hit me!” The cane had moved too swiftly. He was unprepared for the blow and staggered from the force.
The plump woman saw who had thrown the cane. It was the man they called the “cripple.” She barked orders, “Darling, tie them up. Send this guy to the wild, and this lady to Korbin’s pleasure. To hell with them!”
Her husband, excited to comply, barked at the driver, “You useless, blind old man, what are you standing around for? Cuff the man first!”
Assuming Cornell posed no threat, they expected the driver to easily restrain him. Then, they would summon the bodyguards to take both captives to their vehicle.
As the driver approached Cornell, Audrey braced herself for disappointment, having thought the driver honorable. But the driver straightened up, gave her a respectful bow, and said, “Chasen just told me of your kindness, that you’ve been good to him. Thank you, miss!”
Audrey, taken aback by the unexpected show of gratitude, quickly gestured in dismissal. “I hardly did anything noteworthy. It’s Chasen who has a keen sense of justice. He’s the one who deserves praise.”
The plump woman’s husband, consumed by fury, bellowed, “What are you thanking her for? I ordered you to hit them!”
Facing the plump woman’s husband, the driver declared, “Sir, I can’t be a party to this. I must stand by this gentleman and this Lady!”
The husband, accustomed to being in command, was livid. He should have been the one giving orders, and yet there he stood! He shouted in outrage, “What’s gotten into you, you old coot? Thinking of quitting your job and begging in the streets?”
With a defiant motion, the driver stripped off his tie, rolled up his sleeves to reveal a surprising muscular build, and announced, “I quit!”
The plump woman and her husband were rendered speechless. They had pegged Chasen’s father as feeble, ever the timid and aging figure.
His presence was never felt in their schemes. They relegated him to the car, deeming him too feeble to be of use.
Little did they know, Chasen’s father had been masking his true capabilities, choosing not to partake in their nefarious activities.
The husband threatened with a sneer, “You quit? Well, better watch out. I could go after your boy.”
He was cut short by a swift breeze.
Chasen’s father’s fist connected with the husband’s face as he thundered, “Lay a finger on my son, and it’ll be the last thing you do!”
“Shit! Ah!” The plump woman’s husband let out a piercing scream.
Already reeling from the blow to his head, a punch to the face added insult to injury, turning his visage into a garish canvas, almost laughable in its absurdity.
At this scene, Chasen leaped up, his applause resonating through the air, “Dad, you’re a hero!”
In his son’s admiring gaze, Chasen’s father found renewed strength.
He turned to the husband decisively. “I’ll be turning the car’s dashcam footage over to the Ambrosia police. You won’t escape justice for your crimes here!”
While Chasen’s father hadn’t seen this couple’s misdeeds firsthand, he had overheard enough from their conversations in the car. He was confident the police could piece together the evidence.
The color drained from the plump woman’s husband’s face. The idea that Chasen’s father had the foresight to install a dashcam had never crossed his mind. He had no idea when it was instilled! In their line of work, leaving no trace was imperative. A dashcam was the last thing they would want.
The husband hissed venomously, “You’ll regret this!” His voice was a low growl as he clenched his teeth in fury.
It was at this moment Matteo made his entrance. However, he hadn’t summoned bodyguards. Instead, he had brought the hospital’s director to the scene.
Matteo reported to Cornell that the couple was engaged in selling medical equipment to this very hospital. They had greased the palms of Aurora’s medical department heads, securing contracts for the hospital’s medical supplies.
Their profits had soared, padding their bank accounts and inflating their egos beyond measure.
The plump woman’s husband recognized the hospital director immediately. Upon the director’s arrival, the husband called out desperately, “Sir, we need your assistance. We’ve been bullied in your hospital. Please, have these people removed!”
The plump woman’s husband believed he had a foolproof strategy. Once Cornell and Audrey were expelled, his bodyguards would take care of them discreetly. The driver, in particular, was a loose end that needed to be tied up, his silence purchased or enforced.
When the director heard the plea, he gestured for the hospital security to step in.
The hospital on Aurora was accustomed to clashes more than Ambrosia, where gun violence was common.
The hospital had dealt with aggressive parties before. Those whose loved ones weren’t saved often sought vengeance on the staff. As a result, the security team was always armed, ready to protect patients and staff alike.
A squad of imposing security guards advanced, guns at the ready, exuding an air of authority.
The director approached Cornell, his apologies flowing. “I’m very sorry for this disturbance, Mr. Clement.”
The plump woman’s husband couldn’t suppress his smirk. However, confusion marred his triumph. Mr. Clement? In the realms of Ambrosia, the Clements were a household name, boasting the wealthiest patriarch in Ardlens.
The husband considered the possibility of a mistake but shrugged it off. Perhaps the director had simply misspoken.
Brimming with confidence, the plump woman’s husband taunted, “Feeling frightened now, are you? Just remember, any of you tries to fight back, then…”
“Bang!” With a snap of his fingers near his temple, he threatened, “It’ll be the end for all of you!” He believed he had instilled fear in them.
However, to his shock, the security guards swiftly hoisted him off the floor the next moment and marched him out.
“Hey, wait… Have you made a mistake… You’re taking the wrong person”
His protestations echoed, his voice tinged with the shrillness of disbelief.
The plump woman started to shout, “Can’t you see? The ones who should be taken away are right over there!”
Furious, the plump woman pointed at Cornell in a wheelchair and Audrey, screaming, “Take those two wretches away for me!”
Almost immediately, she was hoisted up by the hospital director’s security guards.
The director snapped at the plump woman, “You and your husband have insulted our honored guests. I will truthfully report this incident as an interference with the harmony between the two countries!”
“What are you talking about?” The plump woman’s eyes widened in surprise. She had not expected such a drastic consequence.
This year, Aurora introduced a new law against disrupting international relations to encourage local development.
If found guilty, the offenders would be banned permanently from entering Aurora, and their passports would be marked to highlight their offenses, making any future international travel difficult.
Even up to this point, the plump woman still thought the director was wrong. “Have you lost your mind?” she shouted.
“Look at who I am! I’m your business partner. You’re mistaken. It’s those two over there who should be expelled!”
“Exactly!” Her husband suddenly broke free and shouted at the director, “I know the heads of your medical department. You’ll regret this once they find out how you’ve treated us!”
The security guards had been gentle with the couple because, just fifteen minutes earlier, they had been regarded as honored guests of the hospital.
The sudden command from the director to remove the couple caused them to question whether the director had made a mistake.