You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Chapter 485 Anger

As Bertilla was only trying to make things turn uglier, Jayden decisively dragged her away from the scene. Argument and cursing continued even as they strode off far away.

By then, Wrenna’s face had swelled up due to the slap. The onlookers were busy whispering amongst themselves while sizing them up. Suppressing his anger, Damian headed out while pulling Wrenna along. “Damian, what are you doing? I have to return to the dorm now.”

Nevertheless, he did not answer and only broke his silence when they got back into his car. “Wrenna, is this the reason you wanted a divorce? Even if you wanted to find yourself a man, there’s no need to get involved with that dude who doesn’t have a clean break with his ex-girlfriend. Did you not think properly? What’s good in that kind of man? If I know you’ll do this, I won’t even agree to a divorce!”

“No, I-” “You don’t need to explain to me.” Damian was still seething in anger and not in the mood for any explanation. “I’m no longer your husband, so there’s no need for you to clarify anything.”

Instantly, the atmosphere in the car sank. Wrenna returned to her usual cold and aloof self, while Damian was no better too. “Thank you for sending me back. I’ll head back to the dorm now. Goodbye.”

Just as Wrenna was about to get off the car, she found the car door locked. Damian started the car engine, and coldly muttered, “Let’s go home to treat your face first.”

“There’s no need for that.” He continued driving the car, pretending not to hear what she said. Hence, Wrenna did not insist and turned her head away to look outside. The lights along the streets formed a straight line as the car sped through the roads.

The dark sky outside clearly reflected her expressionless face on the car window. It was remarkable that at that point, she could remain expressionless and emotionless while sitting beside Damian after getting snarled at and misunderstood by him.

Right, there’s nothing I need to explain. The gloomy atmosphere in the car remained and went on till they arrived at Jackdaws Mansion. When Cora saw Wrenna following behind Damian into the house, she was astonished. “Mrs. Quigley, you’re back?”

“Cora, stop calling me Mrs. Quigley.” “Oh… Ms. Jackson, what happened to your face?”

Damian interjected, “Help get her treated.” He then headed downstairs upon putting forth his instructions. Left behind, Wrenna smiled awkwardly. “Actually, it’s not that serious. Cora, sorry to trouble you.”

“No worries, Mrs… Ms. Jackson. Hold on for a while; I’ll go make you an ice pack.” Cora returned after a short while and attended to Wrenna who sat alone in the living room.

Of course, she did not pry deeper into how the latter got herself injured. She figured that those were privacy matters that she, as a maid, should keep her mouth shut.

All she did was share some stories on how Damian did not return home for meals ever since the divorce, his poor appetite, or how he would keep himself occupied with work till midnight.

Wrenna paid attention throughout but did not give any comments.

Cora was left embarrassed since her words did not seem to waver Wrenna. Instead, it seemed like the latter had seen through her awkwardness.

Moments later, Wrenna peeked at the time and said, “All right. I guess it should be fine now. Cora, I have to leave now while the gates to the dorm are still open. I’ve booked a taxi, and it’s waiting outside now. Thank you for everything.”

“Huh? It’s so late now. Why don’t you stay here and get some rest instead?”

“It’s fine. I’m heading back to my dorm.”

Wrenna was adamant about it but was stopped by Damian before she walked out of the house.

there.” He looked down from upstairs in

meeting a sorry fate when taking a cab a few days ago? Wrenna, if you walk out from here today, I’ll surely get

her brows. “How about asking the

besides, it’s so late now. Do

“You-”

retort him. In fact, she reckoned it was indeed a little terrifying to go home alone at such a late

was in a dilemma, Damian put

room

turned and headed back to his

weird the two

with no choice, Wrenna could only give in and followed in while texting

bed in the guest room, Wrenna had not much

his way out. His frustration

and exasperation gradually

good night’s sleep. The following morning, he was wide awake early and resorted to doing all sorts of exercises just so that

sweat, he still could not erase the image of Wrenna being together with

dumbbell in his

Cora rushed over to find Damian with a grim and menacing look on

did

“No.”

expressive with his emotions before,

fear, she

same time, Wrenna came out of her room. Seeing that Cora was like her usual self, she deemed

so, she did not

Cora was preparing

up, she walked toward the door before saying to Cora, “I’m leaving, Cora. I’ll have my breakfast

as though

turned to look after hearing Wrenna’s voice, only to see her hastily rushing out. Damian saw that too, and his

the cafeteria for breakfast before returning to the dorm for a quick revision

do that last night but instead

was awake. She was

the group, woke up. “I heard about the drama that happened last night. Wrenna, what exactly happened? Did you get slapped? Are you really with

petulantly rolled her eyes at

I that kind

I knew it. But honestly, Bertilla is too much. How can she blame others when she’s the one who can’t look after her

use of Wren as an excuse to dump Bertilla? And now