Don't Divorce Me

Chapter 7 Escape in Humiliation

As Regina struggled, her v****a betrayed her and tightened around him.

The sudden clench made Colt tremble, his hard rod reacting to the involuntary grip.

Leaning down, he murmured with heavy gasps, his breath hot against her ear, "Be a good girl."

But Regina wasn't about to let him have his way without a fight. Through gritted teeth, she pushed him back. "Let me go."

Seeing she still had the strength to resist, Colt wrapped her arms around her neck, holding her in place as he drove his hips harder into her.

The force of his thrusts made Regina's mind go blank, her body jolting as if struck by lightning.

The sounds of their bodies, mixed with the soft patter of rain outside, blended into a twisted kind of harmony, like a dark symphony playing just for them.

"Be quiet, if you don't wanna people to hear you," Colt whispered, his breath ragged.

Yet there was no mercy in the way he moved, and his hips pounded relentlessly into her, each thrust hitting deep inside her, drawing out soft cries.

Regina froze at his words, fear briefly cutting through the haze. But the overwhelming sensation coursing through her body left her on the brink, barely able to contain her voice. If she didn't let it out, she felt like she might pass out from the intensity.

All she could do was bite down on her hand and whimper like a wounded puppy.

"Regina," Colt asked, his voice thick with authority, "tell me, who do you belong to?"

He watched her with harsh eyes, yet his hips never stopped their intense movements.

Through the daze of her fevered mind, Regina bit harder on her hand, trying to keep some grasp of her sanity in the chaos.

"Are you not divorcing me just to torment me?" she gasped, still fighting to keep herself together.

"Torment you?" Colt scoffed, a cold laugh escaping his lips. "Regina, what makes you think you're even worth tormenting?"

Without warning, his thrusts came to an abrupt halt, and he pulled out of her entirely.

It suddenly made Regina feel empty, and relief washed over her.

She then struggled to sit up, but before she could catch her breath or even respond, Colt's hand gripped her waist, pulling her back towards him.

She lost her balance and fell instinctively into him, her body collapsing against his.

Her hand barely found something to grab onto when Colt seized her thigh, lifting her with ease.

In one smooth motion, he had her perched on him, his hands supporting her hips. Before she could even brace herself, he was inside her again, filling the void he had just left.

The sudden invasion made her cry out—whether in shock or pleasure, she wasn't sure anymore. Her soft moans sounded more like quiet sobs, echoing in the intimate space between them.

Colt didn't care about her sobs. He kept lifting Regina up and down, mercilessly, as if her resistance meant nothing.

It wasn't until her soft sobs turned into real cries that his movements finally slowed down.

His breathy, almost oppressive voice brushed her ear. "Learned your lesson yet?"

Regina blinked through her tear-filled eyes and noticed the rain outside had eased up, and more people were passing by now.

Colt's voice cut through her daze. "Keep being stubborn, and someone's gonna notice us."

But she just gripped the leather seat, silent, refusing to answer.

Then, she heard Colt take a deep breath right by her ear, and panic hit her hard.

She pushed against his shoulders, desperately trying to stop him. "Not inside! I'll get pregnant!"

Colt's playful expression dropped as he heard her protest, and his gaze turned cold.

They'd always been careful about this matter over the years, but now, for some reason, her words hit him the wrong way.

Watching her struggling, Colt still didn't move his hands off her waist. He chuckled, almost to himself. "Are you that scared?"

With Colt showing no intention of letting go, Regina grew frantic. She lashed out and slapped him wildly.

One of her hits landed squarely on his face with a sharp smack.

The slap echoed in the car, stunning Regina for a moment.

Colt's deep eyes locked on hers, and for a brief second, something shifted.

Without a word, he lifted her off him, and a sudden warm fluid ejaculated on Regina's thigh.

"Happy now?" he said, his tone cold as he tossed her aside.

He let out a long breath, but it sounded more like a sigh of frustration than anything else.

"Get out. I don't wanna see you anymore today."

Still trembling from the intensity of what just happened, Regina sat there, her legs shaking.

But she knew she had to go, or things would only get worse.

Hastily, she straightened her clothes and fumbled to cover herself before awkwardly pushing open the car door.

As Colt watched her fragile, unsteady figure stagger out into the rain, he pressed his lips into a thin line. His hand reached for his phone, and he dialed a number. "Phyllis," Colt's voice was cold and flat. "Has Regina needed anything lately?"

On the other end, Phyllis' voice was sharp, clearly irritated. Colt drove her off the car in the rain for that useless woman, and of course, Phyllis wouldn't be happy.

"Mrs. Ryan said you don't have to worry about her."

But for once, Phyllis was telling the truth.

Regina opened the chat box for a legal consultation service, her fingers tapping away at the screen: Hello, I'd like to inquire about the process for filing for divorce.

After sending the message, she stood by the roadside and waited for the bus, her eyes flicking back to her phone, her heart pounding slightly with anticipation.

The phone buzzed, and she quickly unlocked it.

Yet it wasn't the lawyer but Gavin.

Gavin: You okay? It's pretty late, and you're still not here. Mrs. Walker's stable, and I'm on the night shift, so I can stay to take care of her. You can head home and get some rest tonight.

At the end, there was a smiley face emoji.

A wave of warmth washed over Regina as she read his message, though that same warmth brought with it a sense of guilt.

How could she ever repay this kindness?

Her fingers flew across the screen and replied: Thanks, Gavin. I have to work a little late. I'm heading to the hospital now, so no worries.

After sending the text, Regina lost the patience to wait for the bus. She spotted a cab approaching and quickly flagged it down.

When she arrived at the hospital, it was the usual routine. The room wasn't equipped for overnight visitors, so she had no choice but to sleep awkwardly slumped in a chair beside her mother's bed.

Sometime later, she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder, and a soft voice whispered near her ear, "Hey, take a nap outside."

Regina blinked her eyes open. The dim glow of a small nightlight bathed the room, casting a warm, comforting light on Gavin's face.

"There's an empty bed in the other room. You've got work tomorrow, so you should get some proper rest," he said with that familiar tenderness.

After the mess she'd been through earlier, her body was still aching and sore.

Regina didn't refuse. She checked on her mother, who was sleeping soundly, and then quietly followed Gavin out of the room.

As they stepped into the hallway, Gavin reached into his pocket and pressed something into Regina's hand. She glanced down and realized it was a card.

With his usual mild smile, Gavin said, "I know you're in need of money right now. Just take it as a loan, and you can pay me back when you weather through this."

Holding the card between her fingers, Regina couldn't help but think about the mounting medical expenses her mother would face. She bit her lip softly as they reached the end of the hallway.

Once she was alone, she pulled out her phone and dialed a familiar number.