You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow
Chapter 475

Damian's unexpected concern took Wrenna by surprise.

It didn't seem like those words could actually come from Damian.

Her gape was so obvious to the point that Damian was able to tell how she felt.

He raised a brow.

"Is there a problem?"

Wrenna hurriedly shook her head and replied, "No, there's nothing wrong. I'll go to bed earlier."

Her compliance greatly satisfied Damian.

As he lay on the bed, Wrenna's back was facing him. After a while, his arms encircled her and enveloped her in a hug. However, he made it seem like it was done casually.

Wrenna was contented with the position they were in. She absolutely loved hugging Damian to sleep and being in an intimate embrace as they slept.

Nonetheless, as she gradually fell asleep, her grasp on him loosened.

Even though Damian felt a twinge of disappointed as she loosened her hug, he acted like it barely bothered him.

Come to think of it, she didn't reject my hug. Perhaps she just fell asleep.

Several days later, Wrenna and Damian packed their luggage and set off for Erihal.

On their last trip, Wrenna took charge of everything, down to the most minute details. The luggage was all packed by her.

However, for this trip, Damian was the one who arranged everything. He even loaded both their baggage.

As compared to Wrenna's previous arrangements, Damian's plans for their trip were pure luxury.

At the first class cabin, they were treated like royalty. Yet, Wrenna was not excited at all. The moment she boarded the plane, she fell asleep. Damian went to great lengths to ensure the journey would be smooth and there would be no tension between them, but they were all gone to waste.

To avoid any potential awkwardness, he made sure to consult Clarissa. The latter spent a whole afternoon rattling away, while Damian listened patiently.

Nevertheless, he couldn't bear to wake Wrenna up.

After she roused from her nap, the two didn't make any conversation as well.

While Wrenna amused herself with various forms of entertainment, Damian never once bothered her.

He thought about what Clarissa said and realized that she was right about how he was much better at getting the ladies when he was younger.

Probably because I was much more shameless. Am I really like my father? I bet he was like me too.

After a long journey, they finally arrived at Erihal. The gloomy skies were the first sight that greeted them.

Wrenna's brows furrowed and looked rather unwell.

"Wren, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick?"

"Yes, a little."

Wrenna caressed her tummy as she felt a tad queasy. The turbulence from their plane ride earlier was beginning to make her feel light-headed.

A concerned Damian studied her countenance and said, "Let's go to the hospital."

"There's no need to make a mountain out of a molehill. I'll just go back and rest. I don't want to visit the hospital."

She muttered to Damian with a pained look. His heart ached at that sight.

Damian reached out and pulled her into a warm embrace and tenderly stroked her hair. Then, he lovingly replied, "Alright. We'll head to the hotel right away.

Once they entered the room, the duo froze in their tracks.

Wrenna scanned her surroundings before turning to Damian.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he massaged his temples.

"Wren, I don't know what's going on as well."

Rose petals were strewn all over the room while a pile of them formed a heart shape on the bed. Not only that, there were also heaps of balloons that were accompanied by the few pictures they took for their bridal shoot.

The entire room emanated romantic vibes with its pink and red decorations. It seemed as though they were all meticulously prepared for a honeymoon trip.

Damian instantly called Johannes. His volume was so loud that Wrenna could hear his frantic explanations.

"Mr. Quigley, that's not my doing. Mrs. Tyson did ask me which hotel you were staying in, so it was most likely her idea."

Damian turned to glance at Wrenna. She couldn't care less about the person who arranged everything. All she did was sweep the rose petals off the bed before plopping herself onto the bed. Then, she shut her tired eyes and prepared to sleep.

"Damian, I'm exhausted. I'm going to take a nap."

Damian strode over and pressed the back of his hand against her forehead while Wrenna remained silent. She seemed to have fallen asleep.

That was when he moved his hand away and gently brushed the wispy strands of hair on her forehead. His eyes betrayed an affectionate warmth.

Damian stayed in that position for a long period of time. After he got up from the bed, he made sure to tread around lightly. He quietly tidied the room before leaving to make phone calls. Following that, he ordered food for them and patiently waited for Wrenna to wake up.

To kill time, he did some work on his computer in the living room outside their bedroom.

Wrenna's slumber lasted all the way until the next day.

When she woke up, she was all drowsy and groggy. She rose from the bed to look out of the window, only to see that the rain was still persistently pouring.

Damian heard sounds coming from the bedroom and promptly entered.

Wrenna was finally feeling much better and more energetic, so she shot him an adoring grin.

He walked over to her side and he instinctively patted her head. "Are you feeling better?" he asked lovingly.

"Yup, much better."

"You must be famished. I'll get someone to send some food."

Wrenna simply nodded and headed to the bathroom.

When she emerged from the bathroom, food was already on the table. After going so long without any food, Wrenna gleefully dug in.

The couple sat opposite each other as they enjoyed their dinner. Once in a while, Damian would look up to gaze at Wrenna with smiling eyes.

In that downcast weather, their dinner together was probably one of the most precious moments they could revel.

After they finished their dinner, Wrenna sat leaning against the window and texted her friends. Damian spun his head around to face her and asked, "Wren, are you feeling bored?" They haven't stepped out of the room since they arrived.

Wrenna tilted her head to look at the computer in his hand before grinning from ear to ear.

"No, of course not."

She was long accustomed to solitude, so being alone definitely didn't bore her.

"Really?"

Damian still put his computer down and came to her side. They sat with each other and looked out of the window.

From their hotel room, they could see towering skyscrapers with vibrant lights in the distance. They were the highlights of the city. Yet, the stormy weather seemed to paint a rather poignant picture of the city. After a few moments in silence, Damian spoke.

"You know, this city's actually stunning when the skies are clear. Even though I didn't get to visit many places during the time I studied here, I loved wandering around on the streets on days where there was good weather."

Wrenna's response came as a surprise. "I know."

"You do?" Damian was unable to hide his shock.

"Mommy told me," Wrenna explained.

Obviously, that was just an excuse. Wrenna knew it like the back of her hand on anything related to Damian.

She was aware of where he lived, his favorite spots in the city, his favorite activities, and even the fact that he took pleasure in roaming the city on sunny days.

During that time, she secretly flew over here to spend her summer break. She even stayed somewhere that was in close proximity to Damian's quarters. She also made it a point to explore his school, his classrooms, his hostel, and of course, the places he went for walks.

To her, choosing Erihal as their travel destination was undoubtedly a good choice.

I guess this trip could serve as a memento in the future.

Without giving her the slightest hint of doubt, Damian smiled. “I can't believe Mommy told you that."

Wrenna simply beamed at him. "Damian, you can go ahead and do what you need to do. I'm really all right."

Damian's deliberate attempts at striking a conversation felt a tad odd to her. She wasn't used to it.

Shaking his head, he chuckled, "Don't tell me you think I'm a dull person as well."

With a glint in her eyes, Wrenna giggled and responded without hesitation.

"Maybe a little."

"Hey! How could you mock me like this?"

"Hehehe..."

Wrenna continued teasing him. "I mean, good-looking people could shut up and people would still fall head over heels for them."

"Hmm... Then I guess I gotta thank my parents for this handsome visage, don't you think?"

"That goes without saying."

They laughed in unison. At that moment, they were just two individuals who were basking in each other's company. They could joke around with one another freely.

That was what Wrenna had always dreamed of. Never did she imagine it would materialize at a time like that.

I sure hope this isn't a joke that the heavens are playing on me.

When they went to bed that night, Damian casually took Wrenna into his arms. Even though her back was facing him, she carefully reached out to hold his hand.

Damian flashed a contented smile. That night, the both of them slept soundly with their fingers tightly intertwined.

Their trip to Erihal was a brief one, with little on their itinerary. However, they still took their time touring the city. Damian showed Wrenna around his alma mater and brought her to eat at places he used to frequent.

Although it wasn't the most romantic activity, it was Clarissa's idea.

She felt that it was the best way to improve their relationship and allow Wrenna to better understand Damian.

Unassuming activities like reminiscing Damian's schooling days together were bound to bring the pair closer.

It was hard to deny that Clarissa was a master at this. Wrenna really enjoyed their travel arrangements.

She was able to momentarily forget all her worries and focus on spending time with Damian. Their days went by in the simplest of ways possible. All they did was go people-watching, do some sightseeing, and traverse the city for scrumptious food.

On the last day, it was coincidentally Wrenna's birthday. She anticipated that Damian would celebrate it for her.

Nevertheless, she didn't expose his plans as she was looking forward to being surprised by him as well.