You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 485

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.

“Stop right there.” He looked down from upstairs in a very stern tone.

“Did you not hear about a lady meeting a sorry fate when taking a cab a few days ago? Wrenna, if you walk out from here today, I’ll surely get punished by Henry tomorrow.”

Wrenna furrowed her brows. “How about asking the chauffeur to send me back then?”

Unhappy, Damian replied, “He has worked for the whole day, and besides, it’s so late now. Do you not feel bad for making him work again instead of letting him rest?”

“You-”

Wrenna had no words to retort him. In fact, she reckoned it was indeed a little terrifying to go home alone at such a late hour.

While she was in a dilemma, Damian put his instructions across.

“Cora, get a room ready for her.”

After that, he turned and headed back to his room.

Even Cora was embarrassed at how weird the two were acting and hurriedly left to prepare a room.

Left with no choice, Wrenna could only give in and followed in while texting her roommates to inform them that she was not heading back that night.

Lying on the bed in the guest room, Wrenna had not much issue and fell into a deep sleep very quickly.

On the contrary, Damian was still furious, and couldn’t find his way out. His frustration only grew more intense than before.

Insomnia and exasperation gradually took over Damian.

As such, he did not have a good night’s sleep. The following morning, he was wide awake early and resorted to doing all sorts of exercises just so that he could vent all his pent-up emotions.

Despite getting himself drenched in sweat, he still could not erase the image of Wrenna being together with other men.

“Argh…” He let out a roar suddenly and smashed the dumbbell in his hand onto the floor, sending the whole house shaking.

Thinking that something had happened, Cora rushed over to find Damian with a grim and menacing look on his face.

“Mr. Quigley, did something happen?”

“No.”

Cora had never seen Damian so expressive with his emotions before, let alone seeing him in rage.

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

And so, she did not ask anything more.

Later, Cora was preparing breakfast.

Wrenna, who did not want to face Damian any longer. After freshening herself up, she walked toward the door before saying to Cora, “I’m leaving, Cora. I’ll have my breakfast in school. Goodbye.”

Upon finishing her words, she trotted out of the house as though she was afraid that someone might chase after her.

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

Back at school, Wrenna headed toward the cafeteria for breakfast before returning to the dorm for a quick revision for classes later that day.

She had intended to do that last night but instead wasted the whole night due to Damian’s stubbornness.

Amongst her group of roommates, only Xandra was awake. She was doing some stretching on the balcony when Wrenna returned.

She was immediately bombarded with questions when her other roommates, including Dora, the biggest gossiper amongst 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 Jayden?”

Wrenna petulantly rolled her eyes at Dora.

“Am I that kind of a person?”

“Hehe… 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 boyfriend? She is so unreasonable!”

“Could it be that Jayden has made use of Wren as an excuse to dump Bertilla? And now Wren gets the blame?”

“Yeah, that’s highly possible. What a scumbag.”

They were indignant about it, yet Wrenna had already gotten over it.

Seeing that it was almost time, she packed her bag and headed for class. The only thing that could excite her now was learning. She did not want to burden herself with those romantic relationships, and neither would she allow anybody to impede her studies.

After sitting through two lengthy classes in the morning, Wrenna was all worn out as she strolled toward the cafeteria for lunch. However, Jayden turned up at once and sat before her when she was about to start eating.

Even though it was apparent that numerous gazes were shooting on them, Jayden still sat down regardless.

“I’m sorry, Wrenna. I apologize on Bertilla’s behalf. I’m sorry I didn’t handle things properly and dragged you into this.”

Wrenna raised her head and cast a frosty gaze at him.

“Jayden, if you’re indeed apologetic about it, then stop showing up before me. Stop getting me involved between you and your girlfriend, okay? It’s best if you can disappear before my eyes now.”

The murmurs coming from the crowd around them were getting rather unpleasant.

It was so apparent that Wrenna could hear a girl comment, “So it turns out Wrenna is the third party? Oh gosh, how shameless. She said she didn’t like Jayden back then, but now she’s seducing him? How ironic is that.”

“Exactly, can’t believe she’s that kind of a person. And she’s a married lady too. Tsk…”

Jayden’s face immediately grew red after hearing those whispers coming from the crowd. He stood up, but instead of leaving, he suddenly bowed before everyone and apologized to Wrenna profusely.

“I’m sorry, Wrenna. You have nothing to do with this matter, yet I’ve let Bertilla have misunderstandings about you. I’m really sorry. Please relay my apologies to your husband too. I’m very sorry.”

The crowd at the cafeteria was stunned by the sight of Jayden’s apology.

Someone in the crowd immediately captured a video of that scene. Watching Jayden walk off, the opinions amongst the crowd began to change.

So it turns out that Wrenna is innocent. Just look at their interactions. There’s definitely nothing going on between them; otherwise, Jayden wouldn’t apologize either.

The opinions of the onlookers were constantly changing; yet, Wrenna was still as calm and composed as she dug into her food with her head lowered.

By the time she returned to the dorm, her roommates had all heard about the incident.

“Jayden is pretty sincere, huh? At least he has helped you resolve the misunderstandings surrounding you. It seems like he’s not that much of a scum. Perhaps you should even thank him for helping you.”

However, Wrenna argued, “If not for Jayden or Bertilla, people wouldn’t have doubts about me either. And I won’t be embroiled in this mess. So why should I be thankful?”

Dora was stumped and could only smile awkwardly.

“That’s true too. He’s such a jerk.”

Without saying anything further, Wrenna took a nap shortly after. There was nothing, or no one, that could put her in an emotional struggle right now. The Wrenna now was magnanimous and ungrudging,

and she had her mind was only on her studies and nothing else.