You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 32

At his question, Clarissa froze. Everything she had planned to say got lodged in her throat unexpectedly.

How had she never realized how shameless this man was?

He carried that monk-like look of extreme calm everywhere he went. However, when it came to her, he felt it appropriate to unleash his brutish nature.

“Uncle Matthew, Mr. Tyson, what are you trying to do?”

Matthew’s lips curled into a smile. His eyes flickered with amusement, but that disappeared too quickly for Clarissa to notice.

However, as he lazed around in his chair, he seemed to be in a rather good mood.

He swept another look at Clarissa’s body. She was wearing a set of short pajamas—he wished he had taken the chance to caress her legs more just now.

His fingers shifted slightly as his eyes took on a steely glint, making Clarissa feel extremely uneasy.

She sat down on the sofa opposite him, waiting for him to give her an explanation.

Indeed, after he blew out a ring of smoke, he said in a low voice, “You know exactly what I’m trying to do.”

Clarissa felt a wave of anger rise in her again. What sort of answer was that?

She retorted stubbornly, “No, I really don’t.”

“Oh, is that so? Why don’t I show you again…”

The moment he said this, Clarissa jumped up and ran into another corner of the room, putting as much distance between them as she could. She was afraid that he might actually make good on his threat.

Angrily, she said, “You…hold up!”

Matthew raised an eyebrow and gazed at her intently.

Clarissa frowned. Suspicion and displeasure were written all over her little face.

“I’ve told you this before—we’re not compatible with each other. Not only are we too far apart in age, but we have a different perspective on love too. You already have the beautiful Shermaine Smallwood, so who am I to you? I can’t be bothered to play games with you anymore—I never did. To put it simply for you, Matthew, I absolutely refuse to be a third party to your relationship. I will not be your mistress.”

By the time she finished speaking, her expression had turned cold and aloof again.

She gazed disdainfully at the man before her. To think she had respected him so much before! He had turned out to be nothing more than a lustful jerk.

Were all rich men as hard to satisfy as him? Matthew already had the most beautiful woman in D City, but he seemed to be combing the streets for a mistress, too.

Clarissa didn’t understand him, but she didn’t really want to, anyway.

Aside from disdain, her expression now took on shades of annoyance and disgust.

Matthew’s eyes narrowed into a thin line as he motioned her over with his fingers. However, Clarissa shook her head in refusal.

Did he think she was a dog or something? How could he try and call her over in that demeaning way?

Matthew’s eyes darkened as he realized that they were locked in a stalemate.

“Is this because of Shermaine?”

“I’m not going to answer that. Just know that I will never submit to you.”

Never submit to him?

her logic, Matthew was the oppressor, and she was

relationship with Shermaine. I just know her because our families

between the two of you when you were kids. What sort of relationship do you have with her,

smiled deviously.

you

down on her own tongue by accident. In the end, she decided to keep those awful

twelve years old. My relatives teased me all because I held her for a few seconds, that’s all. I wouldn’t call it an arranged marriage. Anyway, I’m much

this almost as soon as he

Clarissa noticed his slip as well. She laughed mockingly and said, “Haha, what

looked a little embarrassed. He put out

feel that, cold as he was, Matthew was rather

laugh. All she wanted was for him to leave right

it yourself! Our age gap is way too

didn’t say it, you

it’s best if you leave

However, he didn’t turn to leave—instead, he walked even closer to her, cornering

Left without a way to escape, she

come over, or I’m going to

laughter at the expression

“Go on, scream.”

this cliched phrase that always appeared in the movies. Scream as much as you like, no

she suddenly

and tried to say something, but Matthew quickly pressed his lips against hers. However, he didn’t kiss her deeply this time—instead, he

not going anywhere. Tonight, I’m going to stay right here in your

“You can’t do that…hmm!”

pressed his lips against hers

light-headed by the minute. As Matthew carried her over to the bed, she felt as though

the bathroom. She buried

could she ever look him in the face again after today? She had insisted on chasing

hated herself to

hated that guy who was

mind to sleep with her that night. Was she supposed to find another room

going to flee the room, there was

Feeling rather panicked,

of patience. After a while, they knocked

over to the door and

“You…”

with a bland smile on his face

Quigley, these are

in my room at

her. He pressed the

mistaken. Your boss isn’t in my

arm reached around her and grabbed the bag of clothes from her

never forget the expression on Clarissa’s face

his laughter, he shot a

for me downstairs at six

“Yes, Mr. Tyson.”

Clarissa looked as though she had been caught in the act. Feeling rather guilty, she muttered, “You can stay here

loud bang, the door shut behind her,

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