Then, they went to a restaurant near the Tyson Corporation building. Wrenna was still very annoyed.
She had questions, but dared not ask Damian.
She was afraid that she might receive an unacceptable answer.
Hence, after the food arrived, Wrenna kept her head low and kept on eating. She was quiet but did not give Damian the chance to say anything either.
She was worried that he would tell her how Stella was back and that he was still in love with her.
Maybe that is the truth.
Wrenna had a hunch that she did not want to confirm it.
At this point, she was just lying to herself, doing her best to act like she knew nothing and keep the peace of her seemingly hopeless relationship.
She was determined to protect her marriage and never get a divorce.
Never.
“Wren, is... “
“This is so good, Damian! We should come back again!” Wrenna raised her head and interrupted Damian.
Her face was pale, but she still had that forced smile on it.
With that, Damian forced himself to swallow whatever he wanted to say and agreed, “Sure.”
After that, Wrenna immediately buried her head into the food once more, even though she could hardly taste anything.
The tension in the air was relieved only when they were done with the food after Damian headed back to the company.
Wrenna, on the other hand, went home with the driver and ended up not going to the cooking class.
She could not calm herself down because she kept thinking about Stella.
Then, she looked at the time, thinking that she should go and see Leia for some advice. But the time was not right as Wrenna knew Leia was still on her break.
Do I just sit here and do nothing?
Suddenly, she thought about Damian's friends. They all knew each other back then and knew about Stella and Damian's relationship.
Hence, she immediately contacted Burnham.
Soon, she arrived at a shop near the hospital and waited for him. And when Burnham got there, he was panting heavily, covered in sweat as he quickly sat down.
“What happened, Wren? Is there anything you need me to do?” he asked after gulping down a glass of water.
Burnham was one of Damian's good friends, so he treated Wrenna like a sister.
Who would have thought that she would actually become Damian's wife?
He was a little in awe at how things turned out and thought about the stubborn Stella.
“Burnham. Do you know that Stella is back?”
Burnham froze up. “So you found out.”
He had an awkward smile on his face. “Umm... Well, we're old friends, so we knew that Stella came back after completing her studies. It's pretty normal. Hehehe. Where did you see her?”
'At Damian's office.”
“Oh... “
Burnham was curious but felt the awkwardness right after hearing that.
Yikes. That's rough.
Burnham thought as he pictured the scene at the office in his mind.
“Umm... Wren. You know what they've been through, right? Even if Damian's married, they can still be friends. It was just a simple meeting between friends. It's not a big deal. It's the same as our gathering last time. A normal gathering of friends and nothing else. I assure you.”
“Last time?” Wrenna's face paled.
Seeing that, Burnham realized that he spilled the beans and felt even more awkward.
Meanwhile, Wrenna put up a bitter smile and said softly, “Yes, they were really close. There's no way they wouldn't contact or meet each other.”
“Wrenna?” Burnham was worried, seeing her lowering her head.
She quickly brushed her hand across the corner of her eyes before taking out her phone.
“Burnham, can you tell me how to contact Stella?” she asked.
“Huh? What are you going to do?” Burnham got caught off guard. “Wrenna. Stella and Damian are just friends now, and you're his wife. Why don't you forget about it?”
That said, Wrenna looked determined.
“Burnham. If you don't tell me, I'll go ask someone who will.”
“Why are you being so stubborn?”
“I'm not. It's just that... “
Wrenna needed to act that way in order to protect her marriage.
“Wrenna. I don't think there's a need for you to meet Stella. You and Damian are married, for god's sake. What are you afraid of? Things aren't going to change even if you did. What's yours will be yours, and what's not will... “
Wrenna clenched her bag with everything she got, turning her nails white from the pressure.
It's fine, right? Wren needs to know sooner or later.
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