You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Despite her protests, Clarissa was taken to a meal by Matthew.

Served with an assortment of delectable dishes at Skylight Restaurant, Clarissa decided to put a halt to her complaints.

After all, her grudges and dissatisfactions were directed at Matthew and not the delicious foods served.

Upon filing her tummy, Clarissa got up and asked the waiter for the bill.

Quickly, the manager approached in person and looked at Matthew awkwardly.

Staring directly at the manager, Clarissa demanded, “Stop looking at him. We’ve decided to go Dutch for this meal. What’s the total?”

Receiving a look of acknowledgment from Matthew, the manager smirked and revealed a number.

Clarissa’s eyelids twitched upon hearing it.

Ouch, such pain.

At such a price, even splitting the bill would cost her a small fortune.

She reluctantly pulled out her credit card while trying to keep her cool smile all the while.

“Okay then. Lead me to the cashier counter to foot this bill.”

“It’s okay. I’ll do it for you.”

Having taken Clarissa’s card, the manager turned and walked out of the private lounge.

Meanwhile, she could only patiently wait.

She tried her best to ignore Matthew, nonchalantly lowering her head to browse her phone to pass the time.

Of course, the slight commotion had attracted unwanted attention from diners around. She could feel gazes fell on her, thus making her extremely uncomfortable. Clarissa prayed in her heart that the manager would come back quickly, or she might have to go out on her own.

“Clare.” The moment Matthew’s magnetic voice called out, she could feel her heart beating feverishly.

Trying to remain calm, she chose not to answer.

Since Clarissa did not respond, Matthew’s slightly twitched, perhaps from annoyance. Taking out a cigarette, he lit it between his fingers, took a deep huff, and puffed out a cloud of smoke.

The smell of smoke whiffed into Clarissa’s personal breathing space. This was what she was accustomed to: the smell of Matthew.

Slightly disturbed, she heard him said, “Just so you know. The rumors between Shermaine and I were orchestrated by the Smallwoods.”

Clarissa could not help but smirk. She could clearly see that the scandal did have the Smallwoods orchestration written all over it. However for him to act on the same page as the Smallwoods intended, could it be that his hands were tied?

that period, mother used her illness as a pretext to get Shermaine to visit her often. And every time mother asked me to pick her up, she and her doctor would cook up

his lips, Clarissa

could not do anything nor have any say should the Tysons wanted Shermaine to

Wynters were exerting pressure on me. As a friend, I had to go visit her. That was it. I never did anything

treated Shermaine more

who sneakily tried to confirm their marriage through the rumors. The Wynters had turned a

have a fallout with them and ignored the rumors circulating out there. After all, those rumors were

he had forgotten that Clarissa would misunderstand after reading the news. Besides, Ellie’s

pressure him into listening to them, he handled them confidently while trying to find a

he was sure the young lady would end up

my expectations, Clarissa is behaving

casually. As the ash

lady remained unfazed

teeth, Matthew asked, “Clare, don’t you have anything

and met

nothing

private lounge. The manager was heading back with her card, so she

a pair of stunning couples came toward

immediately. Isn’t this

from the elegant Matthew and charming Jeremy. Wow, he’s smoldering hot. His arm is around

other in

but as Matthew caught up to her, the man glanced at

know this man as he inclined his

they left, the celebrity

“You know them?”

they entered the private lounge, the man pulled her into his lap and caressed her gently. “That

her, right?” the lady exclaimed. “No wonder. Look how

of displeasure appeared in the

lady’s lips became swollen. She wiped her lips and hissed in pain. However, she didn’t seem to be pissed

trailed over his chest. “You’re so horny. I’ll feed you

already booked a ride. She ran out and got into her ride immediately. Finally, she got

wasn’t in the mood for shopping

worked briefly on her laptop. When she went to her balcony, she saw the black car parked downstairs

He’s too free, huh?

he’s doing this on purpose so I’ll forgive him. He

Hmph!

the first time

What a sly fox.

spare. But he’s a president running a

He was bombarded with phone calls and emails

phone call came