You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa’s lips curved up.

“I’m not cold. We’re taking a car there, and the venue is well-heated.”

“Clare!”

As Matthew was being insistent, Clarissa explained, “I prepared this dress just for this event. This is too last minute. I don’t have other suitable outfits!”

“Why not? Your closet is full of clothes.”

Clarissa rolled her eyes in irritation and paid no heed to him.

She gazed at him defiantly.

Arching a brow, Matthew didn’t press on. Instead, he leaned over and planted hickeys on her neck and collarbone.

Immediately, Clarissa pushed him away. Yet, she was no match for him.

In the end, Matthew felt pleased to see the hickeys all over her fair skin. They were too obvious to ignore as her skin was as fair as snow.

Matthew knew how enticing she was.

The sight of her alluring figure only served to fuel his desire. His gaze darkened dangerously.

Clarissa hurriedly covered his eyes with her hands. “Stop!”

After removing her hands, Matthew pressed into her body and whispered, “Clare, let’s stay at home. It’s the weekend. We shouldn’t spend it with those annoying people. Why don’t we—”

“No. I’ll change my clothes now, okay?”

Clarissa gritted her teeth and gave in.

Disappointment showed on Matthew’s face. “Clare, you don’t have to change. There’s no need to attend that engagement party. Let’s stay at home and…”

Before he could finish, Clarissa had already dashed upstairs to change.

Soon, she came downstairs clad in a simple buttoned-up shirt and knitted knee-length skirt with a long coat outside. She was totally covered up from head to toe.

“Are you happy now?”

Matthew grinned. “Clare, you look good in anything!”

“Ha!”

Due to the delay, they were nearly late for the party.

It was a grand event. They had booked a huge banquet hall in the hotel for the party. Plenty of guests were milling around. There was a photo of the engaged couple by the door.

Clarissa took a glance at the man who was supposed to be from the Wynter family. Huh, he looks nothing like Damon.

The person who was collecting the gifts at the door took Clarissa’s cash gift and wrote her name down. She also sized Clarissa up.

Deep down, Clarissa was complaining silently.

just like a wedding. They are obviously after the cash gifts. Are the Garretts

didn’t prepare

“Clary, you’re finally here!”

with the guests and came over to Clarissa. She was

are plenty of guests here. Act demure. Also, didn’t I ask

“I’m

it, it’s too late to change now. Behave. Yvonne is kicking up a fuss.

Why is she kicking

woman. Something huge must’ve happened for

me Yvonne’s

word, so Yvonne is demanding to cancel the engagement. The Wynters don’t even care at all. Now, Yvonne is using her baby to threaten them. Both sides are stubbornly

eyes widened in surprise. Interesting. She’s

Why did they get engaged first? They should get married

one who made the arrangements with the Wynter family. Forget it, go take a seat. Look around carefully and snag yourself a man! I

over the situation, but

a seat and sat down. Immediately, a man appeared

man spoke with a smile, “Clare,

surprise, Clarissa

the seat next to her. “Surprised to

course,” replied Clarissa with a grin. “I thought you won’t

the engagement party. I’m here to see you,

hung in

house personally and asked me to attend the party. No one in my family wanted to come, so they sent me to be their representative. I had no choice as I’m

pitiful. He had an exaggerated look on his face,

don’t want to be here.

sharing the same fate,

exchanged smiles quietly before

she knew Yvonne wouldn’t give up on Mason. The engagement party went on

and had to keep up appearances, she had no time

high note. At least, it seemed so on

she was already imagining her daughter

the hall, they headed toward

you a ride home?” asked

need.

after spotting a familiar car was parked at the

change and followed her gaze. At the sight of the car, a bitter feeling

you don’t have to take a cab. I’ll take my leave, then. We should have fun

“Sure. Goodbye!”

the car

the car, Matthew’s brows were knitted up. When

“Why is he here?”

is a relative of

“Damon?”

belatedly realized the oddness in

chest and posed a deliberate question. “What’s wrong? You’re

Indeed,