You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 178

The dramatic shift in Matthew’s mood immediately occurred to Clarissa that she had misspoken.

She was quietly frustrated that her attempt to appease him had yielded the opposite effect.

Me and my big mouth!

But before Matthew could blow his top, Clarissa promptly pouted her lips and took the initiative to plant it upon his. That ought to alleviate his anger, at least for the time being.

Matthew was not mad.

Well, perhaps a little dispirited.

Though it may be true that he was older than this young woman by ten years, that was not something he would freely admit to in front of her.

Did her unintended remarks reveal that she unconsciously thought him a little old?

Should he hold back, or should he not?

What should he do if he couldn’t hold back?

Cause right now, that thing was not happening.

Matthew rubbed his large mitts over her body before he finally patted her rear in ruefulness. He then turned his back to the woman and paid no more attention to her.

Clarissa blushed as she pretended to not have noticed the bulge between his legs. She quietly adjusted her own body to create some separation, and also made sure to clarify her previous comments.

“I was really just concerned for your health, Matthew.”

She thought it best to say no more than was necessary to convey her sentiments in order to avoid further complications.

Matthew held his silence and kept his thoughts to himself. Clarissa’s heart thumped against her chest when she prodded at the man’s shoulder with her petite finger. Once. Twice. Thrice.

“Are you upset, Matt?”

He did not respond.

Matthew then decided that there was no point in holding back.

The man suddenly grabbed ahold of her fingers and guided them onto his throbbing hardness.

“No, no, no. I don’t want to. Argh.”

Matthew hushed the overreacting woman with a hand over her mouth. It was just a matter of getting reacquainted. They could totally go this route whenever the primary option was not convenient for her from here on out.

It may not be as gratifying as the real thing, but beggars cannot be choosers. He figured that they could always use some variety to spice things up a little from time to time.

After a while, Clarrisa’s hands are sore and she gritted her teeth while her face was buried in the pillow.

in closer, smiling. His body is still in heat after

Boo…hoo…

“Huh?”

bawl her

like you haven’t done it

waited to see how

up suddenly and glared at Matthew.

her back in and refused to relinquish his grasp. Once she had

Consider us even?” Clarissa snorted before she

to worry about, Clare. I foresee that I can continue to make

Clarissa’s eyes widened.

You’d still be thinking about that kind of stuff at that age, you horny

a laugh, “Horny, yes, but only

with it. I

he would cozy up to her. The two ended up

if the man deliberately behaved in an infantile manner just to show that

Tike Tyson!

Elsewhere.

last time, Shermaine no

not stop her from being worried though, as Sienna’s superior family background and academic achievements made her a formidable

break, all she could think about was how to resolve

she left, Shermaine intentionally engineered a chance encounter with Sienna and

Shermaine’s invitation left her in no doubt

and photos followed, reducing Sienna to an afterthought. It took a

“Sorry about that.”

You’re a big name in the entertainment

they could speak, away from prying eyes

by

respectively held their silence. They kept their own emotions in check despite being aware that it

you known

long. I’ve met him previously, and also heard

I suppose that you’ve

put it that

women who thought the same, picturing Matt as the ideal husband and the perfect man. However, there’s only one of him to go around. I’ve grown up alongside him and seen many women, not unlike yourself, all doomed for disappointment because he won’t

in her response against Shermaine’s provocations. “Neither does he belong to you either. What makes you

Shermaine was stumped.

“Whatever do you mean?”

side. To him, we are both merely options for marriage. Since neither of us has clearly won his heart, what would be the point of your posturing? Who knows which woman he may

isn’t that

not the type

sure, Ms. Smallwood. Should I be wedded to him, I’d probably let him have his fun. Can’t say if you’d be able to do the same

dreams, Sienna. The only woman

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