You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa found it hard to communicate with him.

“I’m full. Uncle Matthew, I’ll be going now. Goodbye!” With that, she stood up and left for her bedroom.

The next moment, she noticed he was following her.

Having no idea of his intention, she ignored him while quickening her pace.

After she entered her bedroom, the man pressed his hand against the door to prevent her from closing it.

When she instinctively looked up, her eyes met his cold gaze. Inexplicably, she became a little fearful of him. “Uncle Matthew, is there anything else?”

Before she had even realized it, Matthew pushed open the door and slid into her room.

With her brows knotted, she walked into the room after him.

She felt suffocated at his formidable presence; it seemed as if her room had suddenly shrunk. Standing meekly before him, she asked, “Uncle Matthew, do you have anything to say? Did I do something wrong?”

Matthew subconsciously tightened his hands in his pocket. He fixed his eyes on her as if he was trying to see through her.

“Have you forgotten about what happened yesterday?” he finally asked.

“Uh, I… I do remember something…”

“What do you remember?”

“I remember that Ellie and I have drunk quite a lot…” she trailed off as that was all that she could remember.

his lips.

But Uncle Matthew, why are you asking

while. Suddenly, he moved toward her, forcing

wide, looking at the

“You couldn’t recall it?”

his

she saw Matthew lowered his head, moving closer to her. Their faces

eyes at the interruption. He then pulled himself

back of her shirt was drenched in sweat. She sat on the

his eyes over her while talking to the phone. “Alright, I got it. I’ll head

ended the call, he looked at Clarissa and said, “Try to recall until you remember

left the room. As his figure vanished from sight, Clarissa loosened up and then

was Uncle Matthew trying to do to me

days of relaxation, Clarissa returned to D City. Ellie was the one who drove her

as she arrived home, she received a call from someone who was not on

the call when she remembered it

continued to ring for a long time. Having no choice, she could

“You’re finally back?”

Uncle Matthew,”

“Come down.”

if she

waiting for you outside your apartment.” With that, he

hair fervently like a madwoman. Eventually, she

car window. The young lady was wearing a white t-shirt coupled with an oversized jumpsuit. Her face with

initially thought she could just talk to him for a short while outside the car, but the driver threw her plan into disarray when he opened the car door for her to