You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

The man was none other than Matthew.

She could feel it the moment she landed in his arms.

Her body went stiff immediately.

Why do I bump into him every time I get embarrassed or into a fight? What kind of ill-fated love is this? Did he overhear our conversation? This is so frustrating.

Clarissa could barely contain her exasperation. After Matthew held her up, she couldn’t bring herself to glance at him. With her head lowered, she mumbled, “Thank you.”

On the other hand, Helen was fearful when Matthew first showed up. However, the woman regained her boldness the moment she remembered that the two had already broken up. Looking at Clarissa’s timid face in front of the man, she became even more full of herself.

She sneered, “Haha… Mr. Tyson, what a coincidence. Clarissa didn’t tell me that you would be coming over as well, but she brought her boyfriend, Mr. Wynter, here. It looks like she didn’t tell you about it too.”

Helen mentioned Damon in an attempt to instigate a row between them.

Letting go of Clarissa, Matthew took a step back, putting both his hands into his pockets. His chiseled face stayed frigid while his piercing, dark eyes became unreadable and devoid of emotion.

He looked at Clarissa as though she was a complete stranger to him.

Seeing that, Helen’s lips curled up in a smirk.

“Mr. Tyson, we couldn’t believe it when Clarissa told us that she broke up with you. We only knew that she was being serious after she brought Mr. Wynter along to the gathering. Anyway, it’s not surprising since she has always had countless admirers. Other than the men in our class, she’s surrounded by many accomplished men like you, Mr. Tyson. I bet her suitors never stopped pursuing her when she was still together with you…”

Apparently, Helen was trying to set Clarissa up.

Perhaps she thought Matthew was going to get mad at Clarissa.

Nonetheless, before she even finished talking, the man turned around and walked away impassively.

Clarissa felt her chest tighten. Although Helen didn’t successfully enrage him, she still felt satisfied at the sight of Clarissa’s rigid expression.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk… Clarissa, are you still hoping for Mr. Tyson’s love? Tough luck! Why would he long for you when he already has a fiancée like Ms. Smallwood now? What a joke. By the way, I wonder how Mr. Wynter will react if he knows that you still can’t get over Mr. Tyson. You’re such a greedy woman.”

Averting her gaze from Matthew’s leaving figure, Clarissa turned to look at Helen. All of a sudden, a grin appeared on her face.

Her eyes fell on someone behind Helen as she said, “Why don’t you ask him about it yourself? Mmm? Damon, what do you think?”

Taken aback, Helen turned around and saw Damon standing behind her.

His expression grew stern at her question. Walking over to Clarissa, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into a firm hug.

“Clare, I don’t mind whether you have feelings for me. I’m willing to love you wholeheartedly as long as you let me stay by your side. Please don’t push me away, Clare.”

His sudden confession startled Clarissa. His acting is so good that he almost fooled me.

On the other hand, Helen’s face contorted with resentment.

Wynter, Clarissa is a loose woman.

“Shut your mouth!”

arms, Damon

mind if anyone is as smitten with Clare as I am because she’s the best girl I’ve ever met. Those men who don’t like her are either blind or just unlucky. I know that you’ve been picking on Clare. I can forgive your past wrongdoings, but I will never let you off the hook if I ever find you

turned around and stomped off furiously. Right after she

helping me out just now. Damon, you’re really skilled

a warm smile. Though he had let go

it from the bottom of my

all of a sudden, and her eyes flickered as she looked away. Sensing her uneasiness, Damon didn’t press

go back to the private lounge

a while.

“Sure.”

way to the entrance, Clarissa stopped in her tracks. “You may go home first. I have something else to attend

at her, but

home. Call me

worry. I’ll

went back into the private lounge to excuse herself. Her

Even she herself couldn’t tell what she actually wanted to do. The woman despised herself for doing this, yet

 What am I doing? Previously, I was adamant about breaking up, and yet I’m doing this now. Forget it. This is so not me.

walked

to

her head

“Clarissa? What a coincidence.”

in the direction of the voice, she saw

usual, beside him

two of them, there were a few men and women whom she didn’t

swept across Matthew’s shirt before flicking

“Hello, Mr. Smallwood.”

matter whether you

still a young girl. It’s dangerous for her to make friends

his words and broke into a fit

Matthew remained aloof and silent as if he had absolutely nothing to

by dangerous?

Your niece? That’s more like

so embarrassed. My status has

one to step in, standing in

domineering presence made

inched closer and pushed Matthew out of the

sorry, Matt. It’s too crowded

with his hands on the wall of the elevator,

smell enveloped her in an instant, and the woman held

her head. Her heart pounded rapidly as butterflies danced in