You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa almost chocked on her own saliva at Matthew’s words.

Ellie tried to take the cellphone from Clarissa’s hand, but the latter grasped it without letting go. Suppressing her cough, she waved at the former while saying to the person on the other end of the call, “I got it, Uncle Matthew. I’ll hang up first.”

“Don’t forget about the appointment at the Zen Highlands. I’ll send someone to pick you up.”

“There’s no need. I won’t forget.”

“That’d be the best.”

Matthew’s warning was playing in her mind repeatedly after the call ended.

Obviously, she dared not disobey him.

“What’s up? What did Uncle Matt say?”

Clarissa raised the corner of her lips to force a smile. “Nothing in particular. He told me not to be shy in asking Mr. Graham for help if I need anything.”

“Huh? Didn’t Mr. Graham say the exact thing earlier? Why is Uncle Matt so naggy? Is his age catching up with him?” Ellie grumbled and shook her head.

With that, Clarissa did not utter a word out of her mouth as she was afraid of letting the cat out of the bag.

“Alright, let’s head to your apartment. Clare, seeing that I did you a favor today, why don’t you prepare a meal for me? How does that sound?”

Clarissa grinned. “Sure. Let’s get some groceries and ingredients first. There isn’t much stuff in my place.”

“Not a problem. Let’s splurge some money. It’s shopping time…”

After lunch, Ellie rested leisurely at Clarissa’s apartment.

The former leaned against the couch lazily while the latter lay on the carpet, not caring about their image at all.

“I don’t feel like leaving tonight. Besides, I have what I want for dinner in mind already—”

“I have plans later,” interrupted Clarissa, who immediately came up with an excuse. “I’ve to meet with my co-workers tonight.”

“Why are you still contacting people like them? Stop letting them take advantage of you, okay? Should I go with you?”

“No, it’s fine. It’s just a small matter. There’s no harm in meeting them, anyway.”

“Okay. But please call me first if something happens, alright?”

At her words, Clarissa nodded with a smile. After a while, Ellie got up to pack the leftover pork ribs with smoky barbecue sauce and baked chicken wings into containers.

Then, she noted, “Since you’re not gonna have dinner here tonight, I’ll not let the dishes go to waste. So, I’ve decided to finish them at home.

“Is this necessary?”

Of course! I’ll never say no to delicious food! If I were a man, I would marry you and make you prepare different cuisines for me every day!”

look for someone to prepare me good food all day! Gosh, cooking is such a hassle! I’m too

is especially worse when it comes to her isolation period. During those times, she would shut herself at home for a month. And that’s not an exaggeration. It’s a one-in-a-million chance for her to prepare a

afternoon, Clarissa began to worry after she sent

so she changed into a long dress. Feeling insecure, she took it off and clothed in a pair of jeans and long sleeve shirt. Looking formal and proper, she headed

showed it to the taxi driver, who couldn’t help to glance at her several times. She felt odious as he sized

traffic jam during peak hours. Still, it took her forty minutes to arrive

so he let her in upon seeing the taxi she was in. At that time, Mrs.

I prepared most of the ingredients you might need. They’re all Mr. Tyson’s favorite. Please tell

the first thing he ask me to do? Am I his personal chef

of Julia’s smile, Clarissa did not show her true feelings but played a smile on her face and headed toward the kitchen. Frankly, being able to cook

stood before the stove, lowering her head as she concentrated

and closed in on her. Julia smiled secretly and went off

be seen across a layer of transparent glass as he leaned against the wall with his

Clarissa with a gentle gaze unlike his usual cold and sharp

she was staring attentively at the pot of fish stew, she was startled by the arms that wrapped around

at the person behind her

“You have scared me.”

pinched her chin as he lowered his head, then planted a

her hand. But she dared not do it. After a bit of struggling, she still could not break free from him. Eventually, she gave up the idea and paid him no heed. Then, she spun around to focus on the fish stew, pretending that

bent forward to place his chin on her shoulder. His scorching breathing blew past her ear. Then, he

“It smells good!”

not know whether he was talking about her or

face flushed

another area to prepare other dishes. So, Matthew had no choice but to

free from his reach, she

reality, Matthew was scrutinizing

know that the jeans that wrapped around her

ogled at her long legs,

shot her an intense look. He could not hold his hand back from touching her

“Matthew Tyson!”

with a kitchen knife in her

man is behaving like a horny

not retract his hand. Still, his

accused, “Clare, are you

do you mean by

trying to

is modest! How could you blame me for your lewd thoughts?” Clarissa was getting emotional and nearly swung the knife

lips and commented, “Didn’t you

“I… You…”

glared at him intensely. She had a powerful urge to cut him

was nothing but an attempt to browbeat. “Get out. I don’t want to see

his hand to grab her wrist to

now. Still, are you really gonna cut me with that? Won’t you feel sad

“Like hell I would!”