Clarissa wasn't going to question her children on their private lives.
After both of them went home, she felt warmed by the fact that they felt more like a couple than before.
Damian was attentive to Wrenna the entire time.
If Damian doesn't love Wrenna, can it be that he hasn't realized it yet? I'm not going to remind that foolish son of mine given how stubborn he is. After all, it's useless if he hears it from someone else. Hence, he needs to figure it out himself.
After dinner, Damian left Zen Highlands with Wrenna.
When Clarissa was out strolling with her husband after dinner, she couldn't help but think of her son and Wrenna.
“Hubby, do you think that Damian will hold a grudge against me for breaking him and Stella up?”
Clarissa was still angered by what happened back then.
She had never judged a person by their background, regardless of whether they were rich or poor. Therefore, when she raised Damian, she instilled the same values in him.
However, she had been judged throughout her life because of her background, causing her much angst. Many years later, even her son suffered for the same reason.
Despite their best efforts at treating others sincerely, they had not expected to have been plotted against.
She didn't want her son to grow up and become someone who would discriminate against others. However, she didn't expect his good nature to be used against him instead.
Clarissa couldn't help but sigh.
Holding her hand, Matthew knew what was on her mind. He reassured her, “Damian is no longer a child. He has been exposed to the business world for a long time and has long grown up to be sensible. If you're really worried, you should tell him what happened. Back then, you were worried that he was too weak to accept it. However, that was just your assumption.”
Clarissa was upset. “What do you mean by my assumption? Can't I protect my own son? I'm just afraid that he will be hurt.”
“He is already hurt. Furthermore, he is a grown man now. Whoever he chooses to be with, he has to bear the consequences. Remember, he is no longer a child.”
Clarissa gave her husband an unconvinced look.
During their younger days, Matthew would likely coax her and compromise.
However, as they grew older, he became less patient. Shooting her a glare, he was adamant that he was right.
After letting out a snort, Clarissa pushed his hand away and returned home.
Matthew was upset too.
Hmph! Her obstinance has not mellowed with age.
When Damian returned home, he was oblivious to the fact that his parents had argued because of him.
Meanwhile, Wrenna turned on her computer after having a shower. She realized that the publishing firm had sent her an email during her holidays.
Prior to that, she had drawn her own comics at the suggestion of her teacher. The comics were based on the short stories she used to form in her mind. She had long completed them but never did anything about it. It wasn't until she was curious that she sent them to a publishing firm. However, she didn't expect them to like her comics and offer her a long-term contract.
Wrenna was happy but not in any way thrilled. After all, she wasn't someone ambitious and drawing comics was just a pastime to her. Instead, she would be more delighted if the food she cooked for Damian improved significantly.
Nevertheless, she wasn't going to let go of an opportunity like that.
The next day afternoon, Wrenna went to the publishing firm after finishing her first class since the holidays.
Its chief editor was Alfred's student. He was young and had begun to distinguish himself. He had the demeanor of a well-educated person and was quite good-looking.
“Mr. Coleman.”
“Wrenna, you don't have to be so formal. After all, I'm your senior in school. Just call me Geoffrey.”
Wrenna smiled slightly. Despite his studious looks, she found Geoffrey to be a friendly person.
“Geoffrey.”
“Excellent. I have read your comics and like their novel approach and ideas. Your style of drawing is also very unique. If you are agreeable to it, I would like to publish it and gauge the market response to it. If it's good, we can-”
Wrenna didn't allow Geoffrey to finish. She wasn't in need of money and barely had any ambition. Therefore, she didn't care much about whether her comics would bring her fame and fortune.
“Geoffrey, you don't have to explain it to me as I won't understand anyway. Please do as you see fit. However, just know that I'm not doing this for money, and I don't have a lot of time to draw. I drew all these while I was bored. Therefore, if you need someone who can do this full time and draw every day, I'm sorry but I can't accept that...”
Geoffrey was caught by surprise.
“You are quite cool.”
Just as he spoke, he smiled. “If the response is good, you can come work here after graduation.”
“Okay, but this isn't what I really want to do.”
“In that case, what is it that interests you?”
“I want to a housewife and wonderful mother.”
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