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.

fixedly at her daughter. “Clary, is that your car? Where do you get the money to buy such a car? Also, are you sure she’s your friend? She looks like a bodyguard instead. Have you made a

did she want to tell her mother anything “What are you talking about? Since you have nothing else to talk with

don’t go. You are not going anywhere until you explain yourself.” Pulling her arm stubbornly, Hilary refused

got a boyfriend now, haven’t you? Who is this man? I’m your mother, so you’ve got to

the Tysons, and I can foresee Mom’s reaction if she knows about Matthew. I really don’t want to deal with her now. Does she think that her daughter can marry

me now. Where were you when I needed you then? However, you don’t have to worry. I’ll definitely notify you the day

a photograph of the car,

brat still hates me for the things I did before. But who cares? Even if she bears a grudge against me,

and got Zach’s subordinates to help her

can find the

didn’t tell Mom just now, she’ll eventually know the truth one day. But I’m fed up with

and stared into space as she thought about various possible scenarios that

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, causing me to become destitute and impoverished. Thus, I live miserably for the rest of my

Tysons will pressure Matthew into leaving me. He would eventually give in and finally realizes that it’s a mistake to be with me. We part

and lived in 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. However, Matthew loses his memory, and the Tysons take away the child. After I lose the child, I go mad. And twenty years after that, the child

these possible scenarios can be named Fatal Attraction, Tragic Love of the Rich, or… My

are you

subconsciously, “My Mummy

by the unexpected answer, he pinched her cheek

now. What on earth was I thinking? Those crazy scenarios ended up to be some

really separate, I must write a novel about our love story, and I would

eyes, he smiled amusedly and pecked her on the lips. “Tell me about them. I want to

hand. “There’s nothing interesting with my thoughts. Instead,

today, it’s

“What is it?”

“You.”

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

the bulge under her hip made her so embarrassed that she did not even dare

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

words. Well, all of my thoughts just now were absolutely not true. This man can never break