Wrenna couldn't remember how she got home.
Just when she arrived at Jackdaws Mansion, she received a call from Xandra.
“Wrenna, haven't you finished your discussion? Why aren't you back yet?”
When Wrenna was silent for a long time, Xandra realized that something was amiss.
She asked anxiously, “What did that woman say? Wrenna, where's your spine? How can you let a few words from her get you down? Don't forget that you're Mrs. Quigley. You have to be stronger than this!”
Filled with tears, Wrenna cried into the phone. “No, it's not like that. Xandra, you don't understand.”
“You're damn right that I don't. So, explain to me what actually happened!”
All Wrenna did was cry.
Xandra grew concerned. “If you're not going to tell me about it, I'll tell Damian and have him question Stella about what she said.”
“No, don't.”
Overwhelmed by emotions, Wrenna stopped Xandra at once, fearing that she would call Damian.
“Don't Xandra. I don't want Damian to know. Really, I beg you. You cannot tell him. You really can't.”
Xandra sighed. “Fine, I'll not say anything to him. However, you have to get a grip of yourself and come back for the afternoon's class. Didn't you promise our teacher that you will be disciplined in your studies because of Stella? Or else, it will be a disgrace if you are held back for a year. No matter what, don't let your studies slide. I'll give you half an hour to return at once.”
After ending the call, Wrenna sat in the living hall and gradually stopped crying. Getting to her feet, she went to see Cora before leaving.
She knew that Cora would definitely inform Damian about how she cried in the day. To avoid that scenario, she had to talk to Cora and think of an excuse for her not to.
After that, Wrenna returned to her dorm. There, Dora regretted why she had even liked Stella in the first place. Time and again, Stella would hurt Wrenna. It was now evident that Stella was a malicious person.
Just when Dora was cursing Stella, Wrenna walked in.
Everyone felt bad for Wrenna when they saw how swollen and red her eyes were.
Dora walked up and gave Wrenna a hug. She then comforted her by patting her on her back.
“Wren, don't be afraid. Tell us about it so that we can help you resolve it. Stella must have said something terrible to you which you might not have seen through. So why don't you share it with us instead? Perhaps, we can help you judge if she is telling the truth or just lying to you. Maybe-”
Suddenly, Wrenna had an idea. Pushing Dora aside, she made a phone call.
“Hello? Colton, can you help me investigate something? But please don't tell Damian about it. I know you won't tell him for his own sake... Mmm-hmm. All right... thank you. We'll talk again when I see you tonight. It's not a good idea to discuss it over the phone... All right.”
After Wrenna ended her call, Xandra stared at her intently.
“Regardless of what Stella said, Wrenna, are you going to cry all day if we didn't give you a call? Also, are you planning to quit school and do nothing other than wallowing in misery?”
Amidst Xandra's barrage of questions, Wrenna felt guilty. All this while, she had always behaved timidly in front of Xandra.
Now that my life has been turned upside down by Stella again, Xandra must be pissed at how spineless I am.
“I-I'm all right. I was just sad for a little while. That's all.”
“Haha, Ms. Jackson. Is your definition of a little while the same as ours? Does yours mean a few days to half a month? Or perhaps, skipping school in dejection? In that case, you might as well stop school and focus on being Mrs. Quigley. In fact, you don't have to run into Stella and listen to her provocations. This way, all your troubles would be gone. By not coming back, you can focus on what you have always dreamed of doing, which is to be a dutiful wife and mother.”
That was indeed Wrenna's dream. But at that moment, she wasn't sure if it would come true in the end.
Squirming her lips awkwardly, she apologized.
“I'm sorry, Xandra. I'm sorry, my dears, for being utterly useless.”
Linda, who was the kindest among them, tried to defuse the situation. “Alright now. Since she's back, let's give Wren some space to calm down. The past is in the past. Wren, there's no need to apologize as we're just worried about you. Furthermore, it's not worth feeling sad over a b*tch like Stella, isn't it?”
“Mmm-hmm. It isn't.”
It was just that she couldn't bear it when it happened. In other words, her heart was simply too weak.
If it was Xandra in the same situation, she would likely have Stella fleeing in terror.
At the end of the day, it depended on the individual.
Knowing Wrenna well, Xandra explained candidly, “She knows where exactly to strike at you. Since she understands you so well, why don't you try and figure her out instead? The next time she says something to you, you will be ready with a comeback. Wouldn't that solve your problem?”
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