You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 470

I'm supposed to be happy if I'm truly driving myself to achieve my goals, but are these really worthy of my time? I guess time will tell!

Unable to stand the awkward silence, Wrenna thought of striking up a conversation with Damian. When she recalled Damian had never once engaged himself in a conversation with her, she hesitated.

Am I supposed to bring up something silly to lighten the mood as I have always done? To be honest, I'm not sure since I have always been the one doing the talking. I can't think of anything to share with him as well.

“Damian...”

The man next to her arched his brows when he heard her. He asked, “Yes?”

“Shall we return to the living room since it's getting cold?”

“Sure.”

Once they returned to the living room, Wrenna stammered with her fingers clasped, “I-I'll return to the study! Why don't you carry on with your work?”

Damian couldn't think of anything else to carry on with the conversation. In the end, he wrapped up the conversation with a smile and said, “Go ahead.”

He spent the night in the living room, enjoying the shows of different channels. Meanwhile, Wrenna had a hard time focusing on her study.

Instead of nestling against Damian in his arms, Wrenna slept on the edge of the bed when it was about time to sleep.

Things went on as usual until it was time for Wrenna's short break.

She finally regained her composure and spent most of her time studying apart from dropping by her parents' and in-laws' places.

In the meantime, Stella had a great time living life as a member of the upper echelon through Burnham's aid.

She had officially tendered resignation, but she was still in the middle of handing over her tasks to her colleagues.

Although she was a capable woman and the representative of a multinational corporation, it would take more than that for others to acknowledge her as a member of the upper echelon.

Thus, she leveraged her relationship with Burnham and acquired his aid to introduce her as a friend of his to the rest.

Unfortunately, there were rumors of her being in a relationship with Burnham. As capable as she might be, she couldn't stop others from picking on her. She had run into others talking about her more than once.

When she was in the washroom, she heard someone engaging themselves in a conversation.

“Ms. Lane is quite a capable woman, but I'm afraid she doesn't have the things it takes to be Mrs. Stewart. Have you heard of the Lane family or something? I'm afraid she's just another woman from the streets.”

“I guess it's fine even if she's just another woman from the streets. After all, she's quite a formidable corporate player. Maybe the Stewart family isn't against the idea of acknowledging her as long as she has a clean family background.”

“You don't think others will end up like Mrs. Tyson, do you? It took her years for the Tysons to acknowledge her as a member of the family!”

“I guess you have a point.”

“Ha! I'm pretty sure true love is just another fairy tale to deceive little girls! Speaking of which, check out this limited edition designer bag of mine!”

“Urgh! Stop getting full of yourself!”

Stella walked out of the cubicle shortly after the duo's departure. Staring at herself in the mirror, she started touching up her makeup.

Mrs. Tyson? I encountered her a few years ago! Indeed, she was a gorgeous and amiable woman! However, she had never once shown me the courteous side of hers!

She was highly regarded by the members of the upper echelon in D City since she was quite a capable woman! After all, she did a great job raising her children! Also, she was the one and only Mr. Tyson truly cared about!

Thus, others were jealous of her! Countless women tried driving them apart from one another, but their effort was to no avail!

I once thought of joining the household as well, but she wouldn't stop getting in the way of my relationship with her son! Since it's over for me, I guess it's not half bad to join the Stewart family!

She grinned and marched out of the washroom with her head held high once she was done.

Those pretentious women in the washroom started behaving differently the moment Stella returned to Burnham's side, greeting her as if they were friends.

At the end of the banquet, Burnham carried the slightly drunk Stella to the car since she couldn't even walk without others' support after gulping down a few glasses of wine.

Unable to sit upright, she swayed and ended up in between Burnham's arms in the car. Staring at the woman in his arms, his eyes flickered in confusion.

Burnham had to carry Stella all the way up since she slept like a log even when they had returned to her apartment.

He roused her from sleep to unlock the door and brought her to the master bedroom the moment he gained access to her apartment.

In spite of being barely conscious, Stella wrapped her arms around Burnham with a bright grin. Burnham played along with her instead of leaving her alone.

“Stella...”

“Stay with me...”

Burnham couldn't bring himself to turn her down when she had shown him her most vulnerable side.