The noisy wind drowned their voices a little.
His stare was intense as he amorously said, “I won’t make you use your…”
“Shush!” Audrey had heard enough. She covered his mouth with her hand.
His soft lips felt so warm against her palm.
Audrey took her hand back as if she was scalded.
Cornell’s eyes dimmed for a moment. He pulled a chair over, placed the medicine box on it, and then sat on the edge of the bed. He took out the disinfectant pad to gently wipe the wound and then picked a cool ointment to apply before wrapping it with gauze.
“Did Cecilia come here this afternoon?” he asked.
Audrey scowled a little, blaming him for the unexpected visitor earlier.
Although he didn’t receive an answer, he continued, “What did she say to you?”
Audrey forced a smile and replied, “She asked when we would get divorced.”
This didn’t come as a surprise to Cornell. He knew Cecilia wanted to be his wife so bad.
“Cecilia was a spoiled kid. She became gravely ill years back and fell into depression. She hardly cares about people’s feelings. I advise you to try to avoid her as much as possible.”
Depression? Audrey wouldn’t call Cecilia depressed, and bitchy was the correct word, given Cecilia’s behavior.
Besides, being depressed was no excuse to treat others like trash.
Audrey ditched her smile and rolled her eyes.
“You know what she wants, Cornell. Once our divorce is finalized, I won’t see either of you again. So, why should I avoid her?”
Cornell’s expression became slightly unpleasant.
Audrey ignored it.
“After I get these stitches out, I’ll go speak to your mother. Rest assured I will convince her to agree to our divorce.”
Thinking of the hickey on Cecilia’s neck, Reagan felt so disgusted as if she had eaten a fly.
The corners of Cornell’s eyes twitched. He repeated that question, “Do you really want to divorce me so bad? Is it because of that guy?”
These questions rekindled Audrey’s emotions which had already calmed down.
“Cornell, aren’t you the one who wants the divorce?”
“But you asked for it first!” Cornell didn’t pass on the chance to argue.
Audrey pursed her lips guiltily. Indeed, she had brought it up, but that was because he broke her heart.
She had given her all just to make this marriage work. But what did she get in return? Nothing but pain.
“Cornell, I’m a human being, not a robot. You can’t expect me to watch my husband being intimate with another woman without any reaction!
Besides, Henley has nothing to do with my decision to divorce. I just went out for a walk and sustained a cut in my feet. He was kind enough to take me to the hospital. That’s all.
Come to think of it! When you were intimate with Cecilia, did it cross your mind that you were still a married man? That counts as cheating, doesn’t it?”
Cornell was flabbergasted. This was the first time she was calling him out on his behavior.
He had mixed feelings about her reprimand.
The fact that she didn’t like his closeness to Cecilia made him feel good. But then again…
“Well, about that, I will be more careful.”
Audrey sneered. Too late! What was the point of being more careful when he had slept with Cecilia?
She continued, “I’m willing to divorce, so please ask Cecilia to rest assured and not come to me again. You know me, Cornell. Don’t drag Henley into this. Otherwise, I’m gonna hate you!”
No romantic feelings were involved between her and Henley. He was only nice to her because they were once schoolmates.
It was disgusting for Cornell to think she was screwing him.
More so, she didn’t want her decade-long love to change into severe hatred.
Time stood still for a second.
Looking down at her, Cornell’s eyes seemed to contain a hint of a smile.
Suddenly, he laughed. It was a mocking laugh.
“What? Are you scared that I’ll deal with your new lover?”
His words provoked Reagan into retorting, “Cornell, don’t think everyone is like you.”
She never cheated on him. Even if she did, why did he think that he had the right to judge her when he had already cheated on her shamelessly? What a hypocrite!
“Oh, is that so? What am I Like?”
His piercing eyes glistened as he gripped her arm and pulled her closer to him. He asked mockingly, “Since I have been fucking you for two years, what kind of a man am 1?”
Audrey struggled fruitlessly.
“Cornell! Can you just stop being so nasty? Why don’t you go meet Cecilia since you have desires?”
A spark ignited in Cornell’s eyes. His face was so scary.
The mocking smile on his lips disappeared as he let her go. He asked coldly, “Is that what you really want?”
Audrey pursed her lips. Wait, was that what she wanted?
Could she say no?
She just expressed his innermost thoughts, right?
After all, Cecilia was the only one who enjoyed the affection she badly wanted.
Cornell’s heart was closed off to everyone else.
Audrey wanted a faithful husband. She no longer wanted his love!
Audrey shut her eyes and said, “Yes!” This one word exhausted all her strength.
No words were said for half a minute. When Audrey heard the door closing, she collapsed on the bed with tears flowing like a river.
It was as if the band-aid on her broken heart had just been ripped off.
It hurt. It hurt so much.
Audrey began to question herself.
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