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You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 481

After getting off the plane, the handsome guy was still trying to strike up a conversation with Wrenna. “Hey, sweetheart. Where do you live? Want to come with me? I can take you home...”

Wrenna shook her head. “I live with my parents.”

The guy looked around her, and he was met with an interrogative gaze from Henry and the rest.

Instantly, he smiled wryly and dropped the topic. Deep down, he felt such a pity not being able to get in touch further with Wrenna.

Upon leaving the airport and getting into the car, Henry queried, “Did you like the guy just now? He's quite good-looking, though seemed a little childish.”

Wrenna burst into laughter while shaking her head. “Dad, what are you thinking? He's not my type. Moreover, he's still in high school!”

“Age isn't a problem. It's just that guys at that age are very playful.”

Seeing that his daughter was not offended by the remark, Henry decided to go more in-depth. “What I intended to say is that you're still very young. Don't rush into a relationship, and don't you think about getting married again. After all, you've entered into a marriage once. I bet you're not that curious about this aspect now. So, there's no need to be anxious about these things, right? It's not too late to wait till you're thirty.”

Yaala rolled her eyes at Henry. “Thirty?”

Henry gave her a fawning smile. “Oh well, whatever age you say, Honey. However, not too early please. I'll miss my girl dearly.”

Selfishly, Henry did not want Wrenna to get married too early. He already had a taste of it once when he was forced to honor what Yaala had promised the Tysons.

At that time, he consoled himself that it was not a bad thing for Wrenna to marry into the Tyson family, who was a family friend.

However, since the couple was now divorced, Henry wanted to keep his daughter with him as long as possible.

Yaala responded, “I don't have an opinion on that. It's her own decision to make when she's ready.”

“Honey, you're always right. Take it easy, Wren,” Henry uttered. However, he had made up his mind to have another chat with Wrenna and advise her accordingly.

Actually, Wrenna had no intention to consider starting a new relationship or walking into marriage within the next few years.

Meanwhile, Clarissa and Matthew were back. They invited Damian over for a meal at Zen Highlands.

Initially, Clarissa refused to meet her son because he divorced Wrenna. She now had a slight change of heart after being away for such a long time.

“We visited your sister, Leia. She's a sensible girl, and never upsets me.”

Damian could only let out a thin smile at that comment, which was targeted at him.

“Wren was so thoughtful and sweet throughout the entire trip. Thankfully, I've taken her as my goddaughter. Both you and Leia aren't comparable to her. She's the best. Since I can't have her as my daughter-in-law, the only consolation is to have her as my goddaughter. It turns out to be an even better idea...”

Clarissa continued, “Wren is so gorgeous. There were so many guys trying to hit on her. If I were a man, I'd fall head over heels for her too. During the flight back, there was a young fellow chasing after her. He's a minor. Oh dear, he's a hot and stunning one too...”

Originally, Clarissa wanted to cause Damian some distress with those words. In the end, she got carried away when speaking about the attractive guy. Catching the excitement in her tone, Matthew shot her a sharp gaze.

Immediately, she zipped her mouth tightly shut.

Then, she added, “Don't misinterpret my message. I have to go into details for the sake of our son. You understand my good intentions, right?”

Matthew did not know to laugh or to get angry at her. “A hot and stunning guy? So cute that you want to pinch him?”

“Um... No, it's just a figure of speech. I was exaggerating. Deep down, I can't be bothered about the way he looked,” Clarissa explained herself in a solemn manner.

Matthew cackled and dropped the subject.

Judging from her expression, I wonder if she meant what she said.

Damian could not hold back his boisterous laugh.

Mom is undeniably the one who wears the pants in the house. Yet, Dad's occasional stern face does have an effect on her. It's just that he never really settles the score with his beloved.

Damian's guffaw attracted unpleasant attention from his mother.

Oops, I forgot that my existence doesn't hold any importance in this household.

In trepidation, he stopped laughing. After being exasperated by both Matthew and Damian, Clarissa took out her frustration on her son.

“What's so funny, Damian? You should be examining yourself. How could you make a young and lovely girl put up with your awful personality that she asked for a divorce? You're really good for nothing. Do you plan to stay single for the rest of your life? Wren is such an amazing girl, but you didn't treasure her. You might as well go look for that Lane woman and cut off ties with us. I'll just take it that I have one son less...” Clarissa grumbled continuously.

Damian could only stay quiet obediently as he patiently waited for Clarissa to finish venting.

After the meal, Damian scanned through the piles of presents and souvenirs bought by Clarissa and realized that he had none. At that moment, the harsh reality sank in; he truly had no place in the family.

Thereafter, he left Zen Highlands for Jackdaws Mansion.

Returning to his room, he noticed that Wrenna packed up thoroughly, and did not leave a single personal belonging behind.

He was not sure how he actually felt about it at that instant, but waves of dejection gradually crept upon him.

Time flew by during the holidays. Soon, it was time for Wrenna to return to the dorm. She went back a day earlier to spring clean the room.

When Xandra and the other girls arrived at the dorm, they realized that they had missed each other like crazy after being separated for quite a while.

This one looks dapper. That one has a pair of mesmerizing eyes. This one has a well-toned body...

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