CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 53: QUARREL AT THE HEAD OF THE BED, RECONCILE AT THE FOOT

Lan Irving furrowed his brow, paused for a moment, and asked Clarissa Morgan, "What’s your plan?"

"For now, stay by Master Shane’s side and continue doing your job well. I’ll call you when there are arrangements to be made for you." With that, Clarissa Morgan placed a pink and white business card on the cabinet in the entryway and then pushed the door open to leave.

...

When Shane Warner returned upstairs, he saw Flora Lane and the others standing outside the room.

He walked over to inquire, "How’s it going?"

The three sisters exchanged glances, and Flora Lane spoke up, "Audrey said she wanted to be alone for a while, so we came out."

Shane Warner took a breath and asked them thoughtfully, "Did you see how she fell into the pool?"

All three shook their heads, and Seraphina Vaughn said, "We only saw her go to find that woman. Later, Bear went to get kebabs, and Flora and I were chatting, not paying attention over there until we heard the sound of someone falling into the water."

"Alright, thank you. You all go rest; I’ll go in and check on her."

Flora Lane nodded and said, "Audrey has a childish temper, doesn’t hold grudges. Say some nice things to appease her first, and talk more when she’s feeling better."

"Alright, I’ll go check on her."

Shane Warner seemed calm, but in reality, he was unsure. It was fine if Audrey Sutton listened to him, but now that the guest bluntly ignored him, he felt at a loss.

He pushed the door open and walked into silence.

Careful listening revealed very soft and gentle sobbing sounds.

She was curled up on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, with only a few strands of black hair winding over the white pillow.

Shane Warner reached out and pushed the blanket aside slightly, creating a small space to sit on the sofa.

When he pulled away the blanket, her tear-filled red eyes glanced at him, and she hurriedly pulled the blanket higher, burying her head again.

"You’re only crying and not talking to me; how am I supposed to know what problem you encountered? If you explain it properly, I can help you solve it." Shane Warner’s voice was gentle, patiently coaxing her, trying to reason with her as if coaxing a child.

Finally, a voice came from Audrey Sutton under the blanket, though she said, "Don’t talk to me."

Shane Warner: "..."

Inexperienced at comforting girls, Shane Warner didn’t know whether he should continue talking to her.

Speaking too much might annoy her; not speaking made him feel uneasy leaving her alone.

"People blown apart by the wind say their love isn’t deep, people drenched by the rain say they won’t be cold~"

Her phone rang, and Shane Warner suddenly felt saved. He picked up the phone on the coffee table and handed it to her, saying, "Your call, Luna is calling."

This made Audrey Sutton finally emerge from the blanket, reaching for the phone he handed over, turning her back to him as she curled on the sofa.

After the call, she wiped her tears on the blanket, got off the sofa, sat at the desk, and turned on the computer.

Because she had been crying, her body occasionally twitched slightly, which looked a bit amusing yet somewhat heartbreaking.

Seeing Audrey Sutton starting her work, Shane Warner didn’t disturb her further.

He hoped she could take the opportunity to calm her emotions.

"I’m going downstairs to discuss something with Faye Xavier."

Audrey Sutton seemed not to hear him, focusing entirely on the computer without any reaction.

Walking to the door, Shane Warner changed his shoes and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat? I’ll bring it up for you."

Audrey Sutton still only showed the back of her head to him.

After facing such indifference, Shane Warner looked at her twice, then closed the door to leave.

Once she heard the door close, the tears Audrey Sutton had stopped began to fall again.

Crying as she drew, even though she was working on a sweet storyline, she couldn’t bring herself to smile.

Actually, she felt quite embarrassed about the current situation, yet she didn’t dare tell Shane Warner she was angry at him for saving Lan Irving first at the pool.

Others might think she was being petty, and even she felt she was being small-minded, but with the man she loved, she couldn’t be generous.

Especially considering it was Lan Irving’s setup, losing made Audrey Sutton feel both wronged and regretful.

After all, she was his wife, and in life-or-death moments, he hadn’t prioritized her.

She knew she would hold this grudge forever.

On the third floor of the cruise, Shane Warner found Faye Xavier mingling at the music bar.

Seeing Shane Warner arrive, Faye Xavier immediately toned down from his flirtations, rose to greet Shane Warner with a grin, "Master Shane? Why are you alone? Where’s your wife?"

Shane Warner used his chin to point to the relatively quiet bar, and Faye Xavier followed, seeing Shane Warner order a drink, visibly troubled by his expression, cautiously asking, "... Did you have a fight with your wife? Can’t be, you were performing together at dinner!"

Shane Warner sipped his drink, slightly furrowing his brow, and asked Faye Xavier, "Do women’s emotions fluctuate particularly easily?"

"Well... not necessarily, it depends on the woman." Faye Xavier glanced at Shane Warner, "Really having a conflict with your wife?"

Shane Warner looked very puzzled, "I still don’t understand why she’s mad at me."

Faye Xavier chuckled, "When a girl is angry, you don’t need to understand why she’s mad, just focus on comforting her. Once she’s in a good mood, everything becomes easier."

Shane Warner contemplated silently for two seconds, finding truth in the statement, but the problem was: "How to comfort?"

Faye Xavier, skilled in this area, sat on a high stool next to Shane Warner, ordered a cocktail from the bartender, and began to speak profusely.

"Consoling a woman is an art. First, you must understand what kind of woman she is to tailor your approach."

Shane Warner rubbed the edge of his glass with one hand, his mind starting to ponder, what kind of woman is Audrey Sutton?

"The easiest to comfort are materialistic women; buy her bags and jewelry, say sweet words, and everything will be fine." Faye Xavier chuckled again, "Of course, your wife is clearly not materialistic."

"Then there’s the kind of young girl newly bloomed with emotions; generally easy to deceive, comforting them with promises like ’I guarantee from now on such-and-such’ often works, though repeated too much and it loses effectiveness."

Shane Warner shook his head, clearly disagreeing with Faye Xavier’s approach: "I don’t want to deceive her."

"Actually, Master Shane, there’s another simpler method."

"Oh?"

Faye Xavier leaned closer, smiling slyly at Shane Warner, "As the saying goes, ’Couples don’t hold grudges overnight; arguing on the bed, reconciling at the foot, nothing a good sleep can’t fix. If something remains unresolved..."

Before Faye Xavier could finish his sentence, Shane Warner stood up, left with "You settle the bill," and turned to leave.