You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Sparing Clarissa, the others were stumped by Jeremy’s odd remarks.

Her face flushed with bright pink as she recalled something.

He must be teasing me because he misunderstood things between me and Matthew…

Didn’t Matthew clarify things with him?

Bewildered at the unwarranted teasing, Clarissa shot Matthew a glance. The latter said nothing. However, his deep-set gaze glinted briefly.

“Jeremy.”

Matthew’s tone was not at all stern, but he was essentially telling Jeremy off.

The latter knew better than to continue blabbering and steered the conversation as he talked business with Matthew.

Clarissa had been uptight throughout the whole exchange, forming a stark contrast against Matthew’s relaxed manner. He had a cigarette in one hand, and a spoon in the other, nonchalantly picking on his food.

She had her eyes on a particularly savory dish. However, it was not long before the dish was whisked away from her sight. Dejected, she put down her utensils and sipped on her drink.

Someone seemed to have caught onto her disappointed look and passed the dish back to her. Her eyes lit up at the dish and hurriedly picked on the food.

Matthew puffed on his cigarette, his lips curving into a smile, amused at Clarissa’s demeanor.

She dozed off into slumber and had only

bustling music outside, she made her way

sounds of her friends barbecuing and drinking. She leaned languidly against the window, the corner of her lips

from where she was standing, Matthew transfixed his gaze at the woman who had a

decided to

you going

surprised to hear a voice. Noticing that it was Matthew, she smiled. “Uncle

would say that I’m too old

I told you it was just a joke. Are you still holding grudges against me

met her gaze, his obsidian

if I say

was at a loss for words. “Uncle Matthew, I was just joking. I’m

really furious at her, he parted his lips. “Well, I was joking

Clarissa was rendered speechless.

he stop being so

she twitched her

going to thank

he posed the question. Yes, I didn’t drown thanks

should. Thank you, Uncle

thanks, Clarissa realized that it seemed like she had been thanking him countless times ever

I’ve thanked you, and I don’t know if I’ll ever thank you enough