Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Even when Matteo walked in, Audrey was still in a deep sleep.
Matteo had come into the ward to deliver some clothes for them to get changed.
The moment Matteo entered the ward, he saw Audrey, snug as a bug in Cornell’s arms. Her hair was a little tousled, and her bare shoulders were peeking out. Both of them looked attractive and alluring, making the whole scene look erotic.
Wait a minute. Wasn’t Cornell injured? How in the world did they sleep in this position?
But then, Matteo sensed a sharp gaze on him. So, he kept his head down, quickly set the clothes and breakfast on the table, and left.
Although he was on his tiptoes, the noise seemed to rouse Audrey.
Still caught between sleep and wakefulness, Audrey snuggled even closer to Cornell.
Her action undoubtedly pleased Cornell.
With a smile on his thin lips, Cornell pulled Audrey closer.
When Audrey finally woke up, she saw him fiddling with a tablet with one hand.
Upon realizing she was lying on his lap, she was stunned for a few seconds and then tried to move away.
Cornell, however, held her shoulders in place, rendering her unable to move.
He set the tablet aside and leaned down. Then he gave Audrey a light kiss on her forehead.
“Hungry?”
Such intimacy made Audrey a little shy. She shook her head and answered in a low voice, “No… I’m not hungry.”
“But I am,” Cornell whispered in her ear.
His words threw her for a loop. She had a feeling that Cornell’s hunger was for something other than food.
“I’ll get you some food.” Audrey got up. That was when she noticed she was wearing Cornell’s shirt, and her own clothes lay in a heap on the floor.
Memories from last night flooded back, making her face turn beet red.
Not wanting to tease Audrey anymore, Cornell focused on his work and said, “Matteo had already dropped off some food and clothes.”
Still red-faced, Audrey hopped out of bed to get dressed.
After they had lunch, she finally came to her senses and asked, “Did you ask Matteo to pick out these clothes?”
Even her underwear was included. How awkward, right?
“I had the maid pick out the clothes, and Matteo just brought them over,” Cornell explained, sensing her embarrassment.
“Next time, I’ll personally buy these for you. I know your size.”
Audrey was at a loss for words.
Communicating with Cornell was Like hitting a brick wall. Did he have nothing better to think about?
Audrey got up to leave, but Cornell grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his embrace.
“Are you full?” he asked in a low and sexy voice.
They were so close that Audrey could feel his warm breath on her ear which made her somehow out of breath.
“Yeah I’m stuffed.” she replied, stumbling over her words.
“Really? But I’m not full yet.”
Feeling her ears heat up, Audrey looked away and retorted, “Eat some fruits then.”
“I want you to feed me,” Cornell plainly said.
“can’t you do it yourself?”
“I’m injured, remember?” Cornell responded without missing a beat.
Audrey glanced at his slender hands. They seemed pretty agile last night…
Furthermore, Cornell had her begging for mercy in the bed, and he seemed anything but injured.
Seeing her gaze, Cornell cheekily poked her with his finger.
“I was really worn out Last night. Could you please feed me? If you liked what happened last night, I promise to do my best next time.
Audrey’s ears turned as red as a tomato. How could he say something like that with a straight face?
“Stop it!” She picked up a grape from the plate and popped it into his mouth.
Seemingly pleased by her reaction, Cornell leaned in and whispered, “You didn’t say ‘stop’ last night, though…”
Audrey felt her heart pounding faster and faster. She managed to gather her composure and said, “Cornell, let’s not forget we’re about to divorce…”
Before she could even finish her sentence, Cornell pressed his lips against hers and said in a serious tone, “I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want a divorce.”
Audrey’s eyes widened in disbelief. For a second, she wondered if there was something wrong with her ears.
“What did you say?”
“I think I’ve become addicted to you.”
Audrey was struck dumb. She just stood there, trying to process what he had said.
Cornell was suddenly hooked on her, and he no longer wanted a divorce.
Her mind felt like a tangled knot.
Right then, Cornell leaned in close until his handsome face was mere inches away from hers.
Before Audrey could react, he gently pressed his lips to hers and then nudged the grape into her mouth.
Her heart raced, leaving her feeling both overwhelmed and flustered.
Cornell’s lips Lightly grazed her fingertips, and then moved to kiss her lips. His tongue delicately maneuvered the grape, and he sucked the juice in her mouth.
With his eyes open, Cornell gently lifted Audrey’s chin and looked down at her.
Her pretty face was flushed and filed with desire.
The sensation rippled through Audrey and sent electric currents coursing from her head. It made her toes curl up in anticipation.
She could not put into words the tumultuous feelings within her.
Once the grape was sucked up, Cornell released her lips and remarked with satisfaction, “That was so sweet.”
Audrey, however, was still caught up in the whirlwind of emotion. Her tongue felt numb, almost as if it had gone rogue.
Her legs trembled and were barely able to support her.
Anxious and flustered, she picked up the lunch box from the table with trembling hands and mumbled, “I’ll just throw the leftovers away.”
Cornell frowned.
“Why? Just leave it for the nurse.”
But Audrey had already opened the door and stepped out. She could not stay in the room any longer and wanted to get some fresh air.
After dumping the trash, she stayed on the balcony and tried to piece together her mind.
Cornell had claimed never to have kissed another woman. And now he said he did not want a divorce.
But what about Cecilia? Didn’t he love her so much? What was he going to say to Cecilia?
The more Audrey pondered, the more she found herself sinking into self-doubt. Had she not learned anything from her past mistakes?
Guys had this knack for compartmentalizing sex and emotions. For them, physical intimacy didn’t necessarily bind them to deeper feelings.
Women, on the other hand, often saw that closeness as integral to a relationship.
Maybe Cornell was just physically drawn to her. Nothing more.
But deep inside, a tiny part of her yearned for something deeper.
Could she really afford to give Cornell another shot, especially with a baby in the picture?
Lost in a maze of thoughts, she found herself on her way back to the ward.