Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
She was just about to step out and call Nicole.
Cornell grabbed her, pulled her onto his lap, and teased, “That’s it? That’s how you thank me?”
Cornell’s gaze was deep and exploring, as though he could look right through Audrey.
Audrey instinctively checked her appearance. The earlier commotion had left her towel slightly uneven.
Cornell’s schedules with business trips and Audrey’s caring for the babies had kept them from being intimate for nearly half a month.
Audrey blushed and quickly said, “I’ll go check if the little ones are asleep…”
As she moved to turn around, Cornell swiftly pulled her back, settling her securely on his lap. His voice was smooth and rich, reminiscent of a cello on a lazy afternoon. “The babies are with my mom next door, and Janey’s there too. They’re not here tonight…”
While Cornell spoke, his large hand gently held her waist, his other arm supporting him against the desk, effectively pinning her against it.
Audrey’s cheeks turned a deep red as she whispered, “No, this is the study. The servants might see us…”
“They’re all on vacation, Cornell informed her, loosening the only knot on her robe.”
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Her robe slipped to the floor, her hair spilling over the antique desk, casting a spell of allure.
“Vacation…” Audrey murmured, her cheeks glowing bright red, her heartbeat racing.
“I arranged it,” Cornell whispered, leaning in. He planted kisses on her neck and collarbone, marking her skin with gentle nips and sucks.
“Mh… Honey…” Audrey’s voice was soft.
“Tonight, you can express whatever you want.” His voice grew raspy.
“There’s nobody here.”
Cornell made tonight his alone time with Audrey with every servant away on vacation and their children taken next door by Luciana. All arrangements were made earlier in the day.
At Cornell’s request to take the children to her villa, Luciana quickly grasped the situation and gladly agreed to take care of them for the night.
“Let’s go back to the room… Honey…” Audrey shyly covered her face with her hands.
But Cornell didn’t allow her to hide, leaning in to kiss her deeply, pinning her hands down on the desk.
“The room?” he murmured seductively. “Or would you prefer the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bathroom, or the kitchen counter?”
Faced with such a bold question, Audrey found herself unable to respond.
Cornell’s passion knew no bounds. They had been adventurous almost five times a week since their marriage.
Cornell’s business trip this time had been their longest time apart since their wedding.
Cornell was more wild and eager than ever, his eyes alight with a dark intensity. With a quick pull, he adjusted her position.
“Cornell…” Audrey exclaimed in surprise.
“I can’t hold back any longer.” His raspy voice made her pulse racing. “We’ll start here, then explore the other spots…”
His lips claimed hers again.
“Mmh…”” His intense yet gentle kiss consumed Audrey’s soft cries.
Passion ignited in every corner of the room, pulsating with intensity.
Late into the night, Nicole received the address from Audrey.
Audrey’s voice was so rough that it was barely recognizable, a sign all too familiar to those who had experienced such nights.
Audrey was living a blissful life, and Nicole was happy for her.
Cornell was a kind man, ready to give up everything, even his life, just for Audrey. Not many men could match such dedication. A man like Cornell truly deserved Audrey’s whole-hearted devotion.
Furthermore, Cornell was an excellent father to their children.
Nicole had once seen him at a social event, pushing a twin stroller with one hand and holding Janey’s hand with the other, always alert to any danger. His attentiveness as a father was impressive.
Children nurtured by such emotionally stable parents were bound to thrive.
Jarrod, on the other hand, was a contrast. He struggled to manage himself, much less raise a child effectively.
Nicole feared that if Austin ever saw that side of Jarrod, it might negatively affect him forever.
Nicole delivered the medicine to the testing center Audrey had recommended, secretly pledging to protect Austin from that situation.
On her way home, Nicole got a message from Roscoe. “I’ve gone abroad for treatment. Don’t worry.”
Upon reading, Nicole found something about the message seemed off.
They had a secret code. Their messages never included punctuation at the end. This message had a period, clearly indicating it wasn’t Roscoe who sent it.
Plus, if Roscoe were truly going for treatment abroad, he would have called or met her to discuss it, not just sent a brief text.
Nicole furrowed her brow, feeling a deep sense of unease in her heart. She quickly hailed a taxi and made her way to the hospital where Roscoe was supposed to be.
Along the way, she tried to call Roscoe, but her phone calls went unanswered, with the automatic voice telling her the number she dialed didn’t exist.
This very way to contact him had been cut off. Nicole’s anxiety grew.
Upon arriving, Nicole swung open the hospital room door and called out, “Roscoe?”
The man in the bed turned to face Nicole, but it wasn’t Roscoe. The man looked at her curiously and asked, “Who are you?”
Nicole felt a pang of disappointment. She replied quietly, “I’m sorry. I must be in the wrong room.”
Before leaving, she paused to ask, “Excuse me, do you know when the last patient in this room was discharged?”
The man shook his head. “I have no idea. I just got here this morning.”
“My apologies for the disturbance,” Nicole said, leaving the room disheartened. She concluded that Roscoe’s family must have moved him abroad for his treatment.
Back home, she dug deeper into the affairs of the Watts family and confirmed what Jarrod had said. Roscoe was now the only heir to the Watts legacy.
Despite his illegitimacy, Roscoe carried the Watts bloodline and was the rightful heir to the family’s wealth. Without Roscoe, the Watts family’s legacy would be scattered among distant relatives.
Miguel, always calculating, would surely understand this. Thus, he valued Roscoe and ensured no harm came to Roscoe.
Although Nicole knew Roscoe had been taken abroad for medical care, she couldn’t pursue him now. She was embroiled in a custody battle with Jarrod over Austin. Besides, she didn’t want to interrupt Roscoe’s treatment.
She understood Roscoe’s dedication to his medical career, knowing that even if he no longer practiced, no one desired a diminished quality of life. As he aged, his mobility issues were Likely to increase.
Nicole had initially planned to be with Roscoe during his treatment after sorting out Austin’s custody. However, it seemed this turn of events was a relief. She didn’t know how long resolving Austin’s situation might take.
Roscoe’s condition was worsening, his hands growing clumsier by the day, and he couldn’t afford to wait.
Nicole was confident that if she remained persisted, Roscoe would eventually return to her. She was sure that, unlike others, Roscoe would never leave her behind. He was like Austin, the nanny, and Audrey. They were never the ones to abandon her.
Three days later, the test results arrived. The tests confirmed the medication was for mental health treatment.
Thrilled with the discovery, Nicole immediately reached out to a lawyer, handed over all the details, and trusted them completely with the custody case.
During these three days, Nicole hadn’t reached out to Jarrod or seen Austin. Although no sight of Austin broke her heart, knowing the nanny was there with Austin gave her some comfort. Now, it was time for a decisive battle. To win Austin’s custody, she needed to be strong.
About a week later, Nicole assumed Jarrod had received the notification. Yet, unexpectedly, the lawyer she had hired returned her deposit and withdrew from the case.
The lawyer Nicole had hired was considered the top choice in Ardlens for custody battles, despite the high fee, because of their proven effectiveness.
To her surprise, even this well-regarded lawyer pulled out.
Nicole tried to confront the lawyer, but the latter avoided her. Deep down, she suspected the lawyer had been intimidated.
She then approached several other firms, but it seemed they had all been warned off. All of them refused her case as soon as_ they learned it involved Jarrod.
Left with no other options, Nicole called on Audrey for support.
At the cafe, Audrey held Nicole’s hands, her concern evident. “Nicole, you look thinner.”
Nicole managed a weak smile. “Actually, I’ve put on a bit of weight compared to before.”
The weight Nicole had gained under Roscoe’s meticulous care had vanished due to recent stress and the strain of not seeing her child.
Audrey shook her head. “I can see there’s something you need my help with. Just tell me.”
After Nicole detailed Jarrod’s plan to fight for Austin’s custody, Audrey’s anger boiled within her, her fists tightening. “Jarrod is a real monster! He has done nothing for your child, and now he just swoops in and wants to take the child away from you, denying you access. Who does he think he is?”