SWNOVELS Chapter 480
As Damian was still pondering over the reason, Burnham suddenly said, "Damian, maybe it's not a bad thing that you two divorced, since you don't have feelings for Wrenna anyway. This might be better for
both of you."
Damian froze at that comment and his face fell slightly.
Colton managed to pick up that subtle change in his friend's expression and frowned.
"Damian, do you really not have any feelings for Wrenna?" he asked.
However, Damian did not give them an answer.
Not long after, he left the club.
After the man left, Burnham, who was still there and confused, asked, "What's going on with him?"
Colton appeared to be in deep thought for a few seconds but did not reply, thinking how a few mistakes would have a great impact on one's life.
He shook his head and sighed as he was reminded of his own circumstances.
Forget it, I should just stop thinking and continue drinking.
Meanwhile, when his chauffeur was about to drive off, Damian suddenly instructed him not to drive home.
"Mr. Quigley, where would you like to head to?"
After a long pause, Damian finally muttered, "The Jackson family."
"Pardon?"
The chauffeur didn't hear clearly as Damian's voice was too soft.
However, Damian had already changed his mind.
"Forget it, let's just go home."
"Understood, Mr. Quigley."
Soon after, Damian arrived back at the Jackdaws Mansion and was greeted with a sense of tranquility.
Julia, who came out to take a look, was dismissed by Damian.
After Damian headed upstairs to his room, he sat down at the edge of his bed. When he looked up, he saw his wedding picture, which was still hung on the wall, and froze.
In the picture, Wrenna was dressed in her wedding gown. Judging from the smile on her face and the way she looked at him, it was obvious how much she adored him.
Suddenly, Damian remembered that on the day when they took their wedding photos, Wrenna and the photography team had to wait a few hours for him to arrive. He also remembered feeling very bad about it Because of Damian's tight schedule, they took fewer photos than they had originally planned to. In the end, they had only taken a handful.
Also, Damian had not agreed to any overseas shoots or fanciful shoots, and Wrenna went along with his wishes.
He remembered his mom telling him that wedding photos meant a lot to a woman.
She had even given him various ideas for the photoshoot, but Damian had rejected all of them. On one hand, he found it troublesome. On the other hand, he did not like taking photos. Besides, he did not really have time for that as well. Meanwhile, Wrenna did not seem to have any complaints about that. Even after waiting for him for a long time, she still wore a smile on her face.
Suddenly, Damian could feel his heart drop. Immediately, he stood up and searched for their wedding photos.
The photos were only enough to fill one album and it looked pathetic.
A sense of guilt washed over him as he realized what a jerk he was, to have let the daughter of the Jackson family marry him with only a few miserable wedding photos.
Damian let out a bitter laugh and put away the photos, before heading to the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Wrenna had spent her entire holidays attending tuition classes.
However, she also took some time off to rest.
During that period, Yaala and Clarissa had taken Wrenna along with them on their overseas trip, where they ate and shopped a lot.
Throughout the entire trip, not only did Wrenna manage to witness how loving her parents and her ex-in-laws, who were now also her godparents, were, she was also impressed by how crazy women could get during shopping trips.
It was difficult for Wrenna to get accustomed to that intensity as she had not gone shopping with her mom in years.
The two ladies were even competing for products with the rest of the shoppers in the duty free shop, citing the reason that anything that posed a challenge to obtain gave one more satisfaction. Hearing that, Wrenna tried hard not to roll her eyes.
While she helped to carry the women's bags, all the two men were doing was to agree with their wives' purchases, giving only flattering comments.
Obviously, that made Yaala and Clarissa very happy.
"Hey, Clare, what do you think of this bag?" Yaala asked as she slung a small, black bag across her shoulders to show Clarissa how it looked on her.
"Hmm, I think it's just alright," Clarissa replied with a slight crease between her brows, but she shook her head moments later.
A sales assistant noticed the woman shaking her head and frowned, with a strange look in her eyes.
However, the two women did not notice the sales assistant, who was called over by another shopper shortly after.
"Hi, that bag... Try... I want..."
It was a middle-aged lady who spoke loudly in broken English. However, it was obvious that the sales assistant did not have much patience for her. Pretending not to hear her request, the sales assistant continued to serve the local customer whom she was serving earlier on.
Clarissa noticed the middle-aged lady who was struggling to express herself and decided to help her by translating her request.
However, the sales assistant seemed even more annoyed and replied in a hostile manner, "I'm sorry, you can't try this. If you like it, you can just make a purchase."
Clarissa cocked her brow when she heard that. Yaala, who was just beside her, overheard their conversation as well.
The two women glanced at the sales assistant, who could not be bothered with them. Just then, the middle-aged lady seemed to have realized the situation. A blush of embarrassment spread across her cheeks and she suddenly started yelling at the sales assistant.
"What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on me? Isn't this just a bag? You don't think I can afford it? I'm going to buy all the bags in your shop..."
The booming voice of the middle-aged lady attracted the attention of many other tourists, who did not seem very happy with the lady making a scene in the shop.
However, that lady was oblivious to her surroundings and carried on, "This shop assistant looks down on us. I only wanted to try that bag, but she rejected my request. In fact, right from the start, her attitude was already very bad... That lady over there can testify to that..."
The other tourists in the shop had mixed reactions towards what that woman said while the woman felt increasingly awkward.
The sales advisor did not respond to the lady's accusations at all, but merely got the security guard to chase the woman out of the shop. Meanwhile, some of the other shoppers had taken out their phones and were taking videos.
Just when the majority of the crowd were convinced that it was the woman who was behaving in an uncivilized manner. In the meantime, Clarissa could no longer stand watching from the side, stepped in. She grabbed the woman's arm and stopped the security guard from chasing her out of the shop. At the same time, she started explaining the actual situation to the others.
Good-looking people usually had the advantage of being more persuasive. After listening to Clarissa's explanation, most of the other tourists could feel their anger brewing. After all, that woman was their fellow countryman, and they were upset that she was being discriminated against. Many of them requested to speak to the store manager, and even the senior management. Soon, the situation turned chaotic.
Shortly after, the store manager appeared and spoke politely to the shoppers, asking them to calm down. However, the manager was obviously on the sales assistant's side and did not address the unfair treatment given to the middle-aged lady.
That provoked the other tourists more and the situation became even more chaotic.
That was the first time Wrenna had encountered such a situation and she found it rather interesting. She also knew that with the two men around, no one would dare to take advantage of them. However, she could not help feeling angry at the situation.
She had watched the entire drama unfold and was extremely displeased with how the major international brand had handled the situation. Not only did they take a tough stance and were only concerned with keeping the peace, but they also did not even bother to offer an apology.
Clarissa and Yaala did not react much when they were in the shop, but after they left the shop, the two women exchanged glances and sneered, before taking out their phones simultaneously. That was the good thing about having mobile data while traveling. One never knew when it would come in handy.
Yaala, a well-known award-winning actress, and Clarissa, a famous screenwriter in the country, who was also Mrs. Tyson, both posted their thoughts on the incident on their social media accounts.
In less than half an hour, their social media accounts were already exploding with comments.
Everyone in the country, as well as some others who lived overseas, started talking about what a bully that shop was. Naturally, things did not spell good for the shop.
What mattered more was not the reputation of that small shop, but rather, the brand image of the self-proclaimed well-known international brand. When news traveled to the senior management, they knew that they were in trouble and the damage suffered by their brand might even be irreversible.
Even though they regretted not handling the matter with care when they had the chance to, it was too late for regrets.
In an attempt to make amends, the senior management approached Yaala and Clarissa, the ones who made the trending posts, and it was only then that they realized how influential they were.
Furthermore, Matthew was even acquainted with the big boss of the brand. In fact, the boss had contacted Matthew in the first instance, but Matthew kept beating around the bush and did not give him a direct answer as to whether they were willing to settle the matter peacefully.
After the call ended, Clarissa, who had been chuckling at the side while listening to the man's conversation, pounced on Matthew and gave him a few kisses.
"Hubby, you sounded so cool on the phone!"
Glancing at her coldly, the man replied, "You mean I'm usually not cool?"
"That's not what I meant of course. My hubby is the coolest! You have been cool since the day you were born and you'll always be the coolest man in my eyes..." What a smooth talker!
Matthew let out a cold snort before pinching the woman's chin gently and kissing her on her lips.
However, Clarissa pushed him away after a while and said, "I'm tired. I'm gonna shower. Oh right, can you help to pack the stuff we bought today? Those boxes take up too much space. We should take the items out and dispose of the boxes. But some are gifts, so don't unwrap those..."
After Clarissa gave her instructions, she went into the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Matthew remained seated on the spot. He was just feeling horny before Clarissa stopped his advancements. Now she was even asking him to pack their luggage?
How could he, the president of the Tyson Corporation, be ordered to do such things?
She's asking me to unwrap her purchases?
Matthew's expression hardened as he let out a snort. One moment later, he stood up and removed his clothes while entering the bathroom.
Just then, Clarissa's screams could be heard from the bathroom. She tried resisting but ended up giving in, and her screams gradually turned into moaning sounds...
When Clarissa came out of the bathroom, she fell asleep on the bed immediately.
As for Matthew, after putting on his pajamas, he headed to the living room of their presidential suite and started unwrapping the boxes and packing their luggage.
On the plane back home, an attractive young man who was seated next to Wrenna kept talking to her and was obviously hitting on her.
However, Wrenna did not reciprocate his interest and merely responded half-heartedly.
When she looked up, she saw Clarissa leaning on Matthew's shoulder, while Matthew had his arms around Clarissa, gazing at her affectionately.
Meanwhile, beside the couple were her parents. Her dad was smiling and flattering her mom. From what Wrenna remembered, her dad had always acted in such a manner around her mom, and she used to think that her dad was really useless. However, after she grew up, she knew that that was his way of loving his wife.
After all, everyone had different methods when expressing love.
Love came in different forms.
However, if there was no love, no matter how hard one tried to pretend, things would never work.
Love was also not the same as habit.
As if something just struck her, Wrenna suddenly smiled.
The young man beside her had his eyes lit up as he commented, "Miss, you look beautiful when you smile."
Wrenna's smile broadened when she heard that. Tilting her head, she looked towards the young man and replied, "Really? You have good taste."