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.

Clarissa is a

“Shut your mouth!”

Clarissa in his arms, Damon shot daggers

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

around and stomped off furiously. Right after she was out of sight, Clarissa

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

go of her, they were

I meant it from the bottom of my heart. You know I like

eyes flickered as

you want to go back to the private lounge or head

hesitated for a while. “Let’s go

“Sure.”

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

her, but she smiled at him without

I’ll get going now. Be careful on your way home. Call me when you

I’ll

into the private lounge to excuse herself.

leave the hotel right away. Even she herself couldn’t tell what she actually wanted to do. The woman despised herself for doing this,

acting silly. What am I doing? Previously, I was adamant about breaking up, and

walked over to

she was waiting for the elevator door to open, she could hear footsteps approaching from

didn’t pay attention to them. With her head lowered, she clicked on an app to

“Clarissa? What a coincidence.”

of the voice, she

usual, beside him

them, there were a few men and women whom she

across Matthew’s shirt before

“Hello, Mr. Smallwood.”

distant? It doesn’t matter whether you guys are in a relationship or not.

still a young girl. It’s dangerous for her to make friends with you,” someone behind

his words and broke into a

Matthew remained aloof and silent as if he had

by dangerous? She’s Matt’s and my niece. What were you

niece? That’s more

 My status has

first one to step in, standing in an

presence made Clarissa’s back

he inched closer and pushed Matthew out of the

Matt. It’s too crowded in

hands on the wall of the

of his signature cigarette smell

lift her head. Her heart pounded rapidly