You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 485

As Bertilla was only trying to make things turn uglier, Jayden decisively dragged her away from the scene.

Argument and cursing continued even as they strode off far away.

By then, Wrenna's face had swelled up due to the slap. The onlookers were busy whispering amongst themselves while sizing them up.

Suppressing his anger, Damian headed out while pulling Wrenna along.

“Damian, what are you doing? I have to return to the dorm now.”

Nevertheless, he did not answer and only broke his silence when they got back into his car. “Wrenna, is this the reason you wanted a divorce? Even if you wanted to find yourself a man, there's no need to get involved with that dude who doesn't have a clean break with his ex-girlfriend. Did you not think properly? What's good in that kind of man? If I know you'll do this, I won't even agree to a divorce!”

“No, I-”

“You don't need to explain to me.”

Damian was still seething in anger and not in the mood for any explanation.

“I'm no longer your husband, so there's no need for you to clarify anything.”

Instantly, the atmosphere in the car sank.

Wrenna returned to her usual cold and aloof self, while Damian was no better too.

“Thank you for sending me back. I'll head back to the dorm now. Goodbye.”

Just as Wrenna was about to get off the car, she found the car door locked.

Damian started the car engine, and coldly muttered, “Let's go home to treat your face first.”

“There's no need for that.”

He continued driving the car, pretending not to hear what she said. Hence, Wrenna did not insist and turned her head away to look outside. The lights along the streets formed a straight line as the car sped through the roads.

The dark sky outside clearly reflected her expressionless face on the car window.

It was remarkable that at that point, she could remain expressionless and emotionless while sitting beside Damian after getting snarled at and misunderstood by him.

Right, there's nothing I need to explain.

The gloomy atmosphere in the car remained and went on till they arrived at Jackdaws Mansion.

When Cora saw Wrenna following behind Damian into the house, she was astonished.

“Mrs. Quigley, you're back?”

“Cora, stop calling me Mrs. Quigley.”

“Oh... Ms. Jackson, what happened to your face?”

Damian interjected, “Help get her treated.”

He then headed downstairs upon putting forth his instructions.

Left behind, Wrenna smiled awkwardly. “Actually, it's not that serious. Cora, sorry to trouble you.”

“No worries, Mrs... Ms. Jackson. Hold on for a while; I'll go make you an ice pack.”

Cora returned after a short while and attended to Wrenna who sat alone in the living room.

Of course, she did not pry deeper into how the latter got herself injured. She figured that those were privacy matters that she, as a maid, should keep her mouth shut.

All she did was share some stories on how Damian did not return home for meals ever since the divorce, his poor appetite, or how he would keep himself occupied with work till midnight.

Wrenna paid attention throughout but did not give any comments.

Cora was left embarrassed since her words did not seem to waver Wrenna. Instead, it seemed like the latter had seen through her awkwardness.

Moments later, Wrenna peeked at the time and said, “All right. I guess it should be fine now. Cora, I have to leave now while the gates to the dorm are still open. I've booked a taxi, and it's waiting outside now. Thank you for everything.”

“Huh? It's so late now. Why don't you stay here and get some rest instead?”

“It's fine. I'm heading back to my dorm.”

Wrenna was adamant about it but was stopped by Damian before she walked out of the house.

“Stop right there.” He looked down from upstairs in a very stern tone.

“Did you not hear about a lady meeting a sorry fate when taking a cab a few days ago? Wrenna, if you walk out from here today, I'll surely get punished by Henry tomorrow.”

Wrenna furrowed her brows. “How about asking the chauffeur to send me back then?”

Unhappy, Damian replied, “He has worked for the whole day, and besides, it's so late now. Do you not feel bad for making him work again instead of letting him rest?”

“You-”

Wrenna had no words to retort him. In fact, she reckoned it was indeed a little terrifying to go home alone at such a late hour.

While she was in a dilemma, Damian put his instructions across.

“Cora, get a room ready for her.”

After that, he turned and headed back to his room.

Even Cora was embarrassed at how weird the two were acting and hurriedly left to prepare a room.