You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa was dumbfounded by his retort. Disappointed? What does he mean?

Should I thank him?

“Thank you, Uncle Matthew, I…”

She trailed off hesitantly as Matthew seemed mad.

Matthew brought her back to his room and wrapped her up in a blanket. Ellie arrived soon with a doctor in her wake. The doctor carefully examined Clarissa while Matthew sat across them wordlessly, staring at her ashen complexion.

Even Ellie could sense Matthew was seething with rage.

She didn’t think much about it. After all, it was all her fault. She immediately apologized when the doctor left.

“I’m so sorry, Clare. I shouldn’t have left you alone. I should’ve paid attention to you. It was all my fault—”

“Ellie Tyson!”

Before Clarissa could speak, Matthew called Ellie’s name sternly. He gazed at her wordlessly, but Ellie shuddered in fear instinctively.

“She might die!”

but his words were harsh

burst into tears and flung her arms around

be

voice, she said, “Uncle Matthew, this isn’t Ellie’s fault. No one had expected that prank. Don’t

to quell his anger. Instead, his scowl intensified. Puzzled, she

her before standing up. He grabbed

he departed, Ellie wiped her tears

I was wrong. Uncle Matt was so terrifying earlier. One would’ve thought you’re his real niece judging by how concerned

fine, really. It wasn’t your fault. I was too careless back there. After this

I’ll be

here. She had to teach that scum who dragged Clarissa into the

experience was still traumatizing for Clarissa, but she didn’t show

she was finally alone, she sat up in bed. The blanket fell to her waist. Holding her earlobes, she chanted to herself, “Don’t be scared,

see Matthew leaning

was undeniably

hands quickly, but she didn’t realize the tiny bikini was barely

to realize where Matthew was staring.