You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Thud!

All of a sudden, Clarissa slammed the mug down with a gloomy expression, startling Hilary.

She immediately grumbled, “Clary, you almost scared me to death. You damned brat! What’re you doing?”

Clarissa gave her mother a cold-eyed stare, and Hilary suddenly felt a little guilty.

“What…what’s wrong with you?” Hilary stuttered.

Clarissa replied in an icy tone, “You don’t understand anything and yet you’re here giving your two cents. How do you know anything about it? You’re not the one involved. And I don’t think I can help you with that matter.”

With that, she turned and left.

“Clary, what’s the matter with you? I’m not done yet. Come back here.” Hilary quickly fetched her bag and chased after Clarissa.

When she finally got hold of Clarissa at the door, she was suddenly shoved aside by Gina and lost her footing. “Ouch!”

Then, Gina went to stand in front of Clarissa and glared coldly at the woman on the ground.

“Don’t worry, Gina. She is my mother,” Clarissa clarified.

Hearing that, she stepped aside.

Clarissa then went forward and helped Hilary from the ground. Letting out a sigh, she asked, “Mom, are you okay?”

“Who is this girl? How could I be okay? Ouch…” Hilary stood up, holding her waist. Actually, it’s not my waist that hurts. My buttock hurt too as I sat on it just now. And I can’t massage them here in public.

Clearly exasperated, she shot daggers at Gina. “Who are you? How dare you assault me? Who do you think you are? No, I have to call the police. I must…”

Clarissa immediately stopped her mother. “Mom, stop. She’s my friend. Just now she was just worried that you might harm me. It was a misunderstanding.”

“Friend? What kind of friend is she? Why would I harm you? I’m your mother. You…” Hilary paused suddenly as she seemed to notice Gina and the car that was beside her. Good gracious, that car! And this girl doesn’t look like her friend at all. She seems more like a bodyguard.

Also, are you sure

Clarissa did not disclose the truth, nor did she want to tell her mother anything “What are you talking about? Since you have nothing else to talk

explain yourself.” Pulling her arm stubbornly,

a fortune?” “What kind of fortune? I don’t think you can make any fortune throughout your life. You’ve got a boyfriend now, haven’t you? Who is this man? I’m your mother, so you’ve got to tell me. If both of you get married in the future, I would be his mother-in-law. So, I have to run a background check for you. Even if you refuse to tell me, I’ll send someone to check anyway. With the car plate number there, for

can foresee Mom’s reaction if she knows about Matthew. I really don’t want to

hand away. “Mom, it’s too late for you to care about me now. Where were you when I needed you then? However, you don’t have to worry. I’ll definitely notify you the day I get

car. So, Hilary hurriedly took out her cell phone to take a photograph of the car, but she was too slow. By the time she tapped on her phone,

she bears a grudge against me, she can’t change the fact that I’m her mother. Now that

thought in her mind, she hurried home and got Zach’s subordinates to help her to find out the owner of the car in the

sure I can find

even though I didn’t tell Mom just now, she’ll eventually know the truth one day. But I’m fed up with all of these. If the Tysons already know about my presence, it doesn’t hurt

sofa, she hugged her knees and stared into space as she thought about various possible scenarios that could happen in

offered and leave Matthew. In the end, Matthew marries a wife who is a good match for him and they live happily ever after. Meanwhile, I return to my hometown, but Matthew takes revenge on me,

realizes that it’s a mistake to be with me. We part ways. So, he returns his family,

seclusion. A few years later, we have a child, but the Tysons come and take Matthew away while I take the child with me to go and find him in D City.

Fatal Attraction, Tragic Love of the Rich,

are you

subconsciously, “My

he pinched her cheek lovingly. “My Mummy Dearest?

her thoughts just now. What on earth was I thinking? Those crazy scenarios ended up to be some cliché love story. It’s funny to pair myself, the author of romance cliché novels, with such

“Nope. I was just having random thoughts.” However, if we really separate, I must write a novel about our

Random thoughts?” After seeing the gleam in her eyes, he smiled amusedly and pecked her on the lips. “Tell me about them. I

nothing interesting with my thoughts. Instead, I’m more curious about yours. Would you

today,

“What is it?”

“You.”

kept silent. But Matthew went over and caught her lips again.

his lap, and the bulge under her hip made her so embarrassed that

along the curve of her neck and muttered huskily, “Clare, I really

 Well, all of my thoughts just now were absolutely not