You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 230

Clarissa, the “Ms. Lady Boss,” went straight to the boss’ office.

The boss greeted his lovely woman by giving her an affectionate hug and a passionate kiss.

After a long while, Clarissa pushed Matthew away. She wanted to be a considerate woman who supported her man’s work, so she sat on the sofa quietly and went about her own business.

However, she giggled with her mouth covered from time to time.

Matthew raised his eyes and looked at the woman. She seemed to be in a good mood with a silly smile on her face.

When she met his penetrating gaze, Clarissa’s smile faded.

Even so, Matthew didn’t intend to let her off so easily. Her secretive manner had piqued his curiosity.

What is this silly girl so happy about? Why is she keeping it to herself?

“Clare, what you’re laughing about?”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she waved her hand dismissively as she answered, “It’s nothing. Don’t overthink things.”

“Haha!”

Clarissa’s back stiffened upon hearing his sudden burst of laughter. His deep voice contained an undertone of warning.

Turning to him, she put on an innocent look, pouting her lips.

She teased, “Why must you know? Actually, it’s really nothing. Since when have you become so nosy? You’re not the president of Tyson Corporation I know.”

She tried to change his mind by mesmerizing him with her charming face.

However, Matthew was still gazing at her with a smirk on his face. Although he didn’t say a word, Clarissa could tell that he wouldn’t relent until he got the answer.

Clarissa let out a deep sigh as her shoulder slumped.

“Alright, I’ll tell you then.”

Her face flushed red, and her eyes were gleaming as she mumbled.

Clarissa felt embarrassed to say it aloud, so she purposely lowered her voice to keep her words vague. Nevertheless, Matthew was still able to get her point in an instant.

So, she’s on cloud nine because someone called her “Ms. Lady Boss.”

Amusement glinted in his eyes. Upon seeing that, Clarissa immediately gave him a warning look.

“Don’t you dare laugh at me!”

I laugh, Ms. Lady Boss?” Matthew asked with his smiling

clearly

their boss, I’m glad to hear them addressing you that way.

an annoying man! He’s doing that

back then, and now he is teasing

eyes and retorted, “Dear Boss, you don’t

his eyebrows as he asked rhetorically, “Ms. Lady

Clarissa had a sudden

turned her face away before snorting, “You’re wrong. I’m happy because they said

Boss is very beautiful

her sweet talk, which made her wonder if

arrogant to ask other people for advice, and he would never spend his time reading lovey-dovey stuff. Could it be that he’s a natural romantic? How is he so good at

unusual talent, but she

her mutter. “Clare, I wasn’t sweet-talking you. I meant every word I said. I just

Clarissa rolled her eyes

He’s doing it

looked at Matthew with scorn, yet the corners of her mouth curled upward into a smile while she

you win! Stop that! You’re burning me up. What if my brain is fried? You don’t want to be with a dumb

with delight, Matthew stood up and walked toward her. The man hugged his beloved woman and kissed her, imitating her

lady boss even if you become dumb,” Matthew said that while kissing her all over her

dumb! You

have chosen you

Clarissa was rendered speechless.

but she didn’t want to give him a chance to make fun of her. Therefore, she smacked her lips and snorted in response, refusing

busy while I continue being

boss?” She spoke too fast that Matthew

petty! You

angry at me, Clare?” Matthew asked her in

should I do

pity on him. She patted him on his shoulder. “I said pretty, not petty. Forget about it. Mr. Tyson,

money for

“That’s right!”

should give me some

made a heart shape with her fingers, cheering, “You can do

a smile, “I’ll help

second, he pulled her closer and kissed her passionately. The room was filled with an air of romance

would have gone all the way to third base if

room since it was meant for relaxation. However, they did it at every corner of the office—the office table, sofa, the conference table… She could see the skyline of the city through the French windows. Although no one saw what they were doing, she felt embarrassed, as if

my! What am I

face behind her hands as

help but burst into laughter. Pretending like nothing happened, Clarissa quickly put on a solemn expression, then grabbed a magazine and

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