You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa and Ryler exited the room in a hurry. If Ryler didn’t stop her in her tracks, she could’ve forgotten to disguise herself.

She said, “I’m sorry, Ry. Maybe you should leave first. We’ll have to be careful of those paparazzi.”

However, Ryler was concerned about another matter.

“Clarissa, is it true you have a boyfriend?” His gaze was fixated on Clarissa’s face, searching for any traces of uncertainty.

To his disappointment, Clarissa gave him a firm answer. “Yes.”

Ryler fell silent as he stared at the woman in front of him. The atmosphere was still and time seemed to be frozen.

Clarissa couldn’t bring herself to look at him in the eyes, as they would be full of hurt and disappointment by then.

“Who is it? Do I know him?” Ryler lowered his voice while Clarissa shook her head instantly. “I’ll introduce him to you one day. Ryler, we have to leave.”

Turning around, she started heading toward the exit, but Ryler gripped her arm tightly as he was reluctant to part with her.

She glanced back and saw Ryler’s deep eyes. He didn’t say anything, but Clarissa was flustered.

It was as if she knew what he would say.

Before Ryler could say anything, Clarissa changed her tone. “Ry, aren’t you happy for me?”

She called Ryler “Ry” ever since they were young and they treated each other like siblings, but now Ryler knew what she meant.

Ryler froze as the both of them fell silent. After a while, he forced a smile. “Clarissa, I’m happy for you.”

Clarissa’s expression softened, and she said, “Yeah. Ry, I’ll be counting on you to determine if he’s the one for me. You’ll have to beat him up if he bullies me.”

Releasing Clarissa’s arm, Ryler smiled and rubbed her head lovingly. “I’m not someone so rude. There are plenty of other ways to punish him for bullying you.”

“Alright.” Clarissa smiled delightfully. The smile on her face was still so beautiful.

All these years, Ryler loved her and wanted to make her his, but he didn’t dare to do it while Clarissa had found another man to be with.

“Let’s go,” he spoke. But Clarissa shook her head and replied, “Leave first. I’ll hail a cab and return later. I’ll text you when I get back.”

Ryler nodded as he didn’t force Clarissa to do as he said. At that moment, he needed some time for himself to calm his broken heart.

Right after Ryler left, the cab Clarissa hailed arrived. However, before she could get into the car, someone closed the door from behind.

And she was dragged to the side.

are you okay? Do you need me to call the police?” The kind-hearted cab driver couldn’t help but

head. “I’m sorry. Please

and looked at the man in front of her. “What are you doing? Let me go!

obviously displeased and struggled to escape from his arms, but she

you home.” Matthew’s low voice had made it

you to send me back. Who are

cast a fierce glare at her, and she immediately fell

up in irritation and pursed her lips,

happened and sighed. I came for nothing. The people in this area must be rich or

that the car sped away, Clarissa could only stomp her foot in anger and glare

give in and suppress the reluctance in admitting

into his, Matthew brushed

she is waiting here for him.” A

nosy? There’s nothing to

behind Jeremy and others were those people from the

she wanted to distance herself from Matthew, but their fingers are laced together, so

surprised to see Clarissa being so close with Matthew. They even

as they were all big shots. Smiling awkwardly, she wished the earth could swallow her up. Jeremy has a big mouth, so he

was feeling awkward, Matthew finally spoke. “That’s enough. Now leave. I’ll

had set his eyes on Clarissa

knows? She might become

to each other,

to their front, and Matthew dragged Clarissa

immediately flung Matthew’s hand aside and sat in the seat far away from the latter,

a sharp gaze, his voice was

 What the…

one

stayed silent to show her

didn’t care. Turning around without fear,

flashed across her eyes, and she snorted. “Why bother calling my name? Just

coldly. “Tell me. What are

I even do? Matthew, you’re shifting the blame! I’ve made it clear before. We don’t know each other well and we won’t get along. Let’s

get the last word of her sentence out, as her mouth was covered by Matthew’s

let out a

her mouth with her hand. Glaring at her coldly, he asked,

widened her

ears, “Clare, no matter what, you won’t

clutches. She would’ve to abide by his rules unless he let go

locked Clarissa into an embrace, his other hand fiddling around the hem of her skirt. It