You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa could struggle with her might, but she couldn’t pry free from Matthew’s arms.

In the end, she fell limp in his arms, heaving in exhaustion. With her messy hair and crumpled outfit, she was all flushed.

Finally, she stopped struggling. However, to her surprise, Matthew released her.

Clarissa was about to leave when Yaala walked over. Seeing the former’s disheveled appearance was like catching them red-handed.

More so when the male protagonist’s coat was lying on the ground, and the female protagonist’s dress was messy. Her face was meanwhile flushed…

It looked as if what had gone on here before had been quite intense.

“Hehe… I’m sorry for the sudden intrusion.”

“Not so, Ms. Zaha. You’ve misunderstood…”

Clarissa felt like crying. She wanted to stop Yaala from leaving, but she halted and hurriedly tidied herself up.

She turned her head and looked fiercely at Matthew. She also stared at Matthew’s coat that fell on the ground, which seemingly added insult to her injured pride.

Matthew’s expression was indifferent, however, a smile seemed to have flashed across his gaze.

As Clarissa turned to leave, he growled softly, “Clare, I don’t agree to your proposed break-up.”

Pausing, Clarissa turned her head and raised her eyebrows. Those beautiful eyes that were staring back were full of mockery and coldness.

“So? For me, when I said break up, I mean it seriously.”

“Okay then,” Matthew agreed yet uttered another surprising statement, “I’ll just pursue you once more.”

“Who gave you the right to say that? You’re someone else’s fiancé!”

“Clare, would you listen to me? What have I done exactly? I’m not anyone’s husband, much less anyone’s fiancé. But I’ll say this: in the future, I’ll be your husband. And that’s for sure.”

“…”

Clarissa cursed secretly in her heart. What a shameless man.

Even though she did not utter those words, her cold eyes seemingly conveyed the message.

She uttered, “This has nothing to do with me. I don’t want to know either.”

“Good. I won’t mention it anymore then. You just have to accept my pursuit.”

“Fat chance!”

Clarissa decided not to waste any more time arguing with him, hence she lifted her skirt, turned, and walked away.

As she left, Matthew stared at her back until her silhouette disappeared from his sight. After a long time, he finally bent down and picked up his coat, only to find fresh footprints on it.

Jeremy, who happened to be standing near, initially had not wanted to peek at the whole going-on. Seeing Matthew walking out, he could not help but asked, “Hey, Matt. Such a dirty coat. Might as well chuck it away. Why are you still carrying it?”

“Clare did this to the coat.”

Matthew’s reply caught Jeremy off guard.

Woah. Why’s Matt acting like an idiot here?

Jeremy fidgeted uncomfortably as his expression twitched. He was at a loss of what to say and could only give a dry laugh. “Hehe,” he uttered awkwardly, his eyes fixated on the coat while feeling a certain pain at the sight.

…

slightly red face, walked

Zaha, it’s not what

all, someone like Mr. Tyson can be quite charming. However, his relationship with

his mistress,” Clarissa firmly

no one nearby, she whispered to Yaala, “Well, I was in a relationship with him. But knowing of his relationship with

to understand the whole

one who

even felt sorry for

Tyson is a two-timer?”

silence, before muttering, “He’s not that

with Clarissa’s reply. Does she still want to defend

couldn’t let go of the whole thing

as the outside media

Yaala sighed.

I can

have said that she doesn’t want to rekindle the relationship. But with her soft heart,

for the affair with Shermaine, Yaala did not believe in Matthew’s

character. Rather, due to the positions of these people in society, marriages for them are simply avenues to advance their interests. Even if he really does love Clarissa,

really marry a nobody

troubled by this question in

at a loss

you can keep your pure heart all the

all, she herself had seen too many ladies who had lost their pure hearts.

though this statement was easier said than done, what needed to be said must

I

conversation came to an end, Clarissa did not tarry around for long. She left and called for a ride home with her mobile phone. Returning to her apartment, she took a shower. After that, she went out to the balcony and looked down. Sure enough, the car appeared downstairs

smirked and

Ring…ring…ring…

unfamiliar number, she picked up

“Hello, who’s there?”

“I’m downstairs!”

man’s bassy voice echoed from the end of the line. In

her heart. Why

asked in a cold tone before adding impatiently, “If there’s nothing I’ll hang

to see

“No can do.”

Go sleep then. Good

choked. That’s

call, she did not comprehend why Matthew had

matter what, she decided not to care and lay down to

up on her own after a good night’s sleep. Swiping her phone lazily, she went to her kitchen,

shining bright today, adding a bit of comfortable warmth to the weather outside which was

even visited any famous or historical spots around the city. All her time had been spent either studying or making

loose blue shirt, a pair of white trousers, and a small hat, she also decided to loosen her hair. After tinting her eyebrows, eyes, and lips with makeup,

in the world, she did not call for a taxi but rather decided to take

soon as she reached the bus stop sign,

to Clarissa. With the car’s window wound down, Matthew’s nonchalant and handsome

Clarissa chose to

“Clare, get in.”

haven’t heard

His slender figure stood in front of Clarissa, exuding an air of handsome