You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Since Catherine left in Ryler’s car, Clarissa went to Tyson Corporation in her own car.

Of course, she didn’t go there empty-handed.

Holding a little box in her hand, Clarissa took the elevator and headed to the president’s office. Then she politely knocked on the door.

But there was no response.

Clarissa knocked again. Still, there was not a single sound inside.

Annoyed, she opened the door and tilted her head to peek inside. As soon as she stepped into the room, someone pulled her in with force. Before she could make a sound, the man pressed her against the door and leaned closer to her. From his familiar scent, Clarissa had no doubt that it was Matthew.

While he wrapped his hands around her slim waist, Clarissa looked up at the man who just pulled a prank on her.

“You scared me!”

Matthew’s warm breath gently brushed past her ear as he chuckled, then he kissed her earlobe.

Clarissa shivered as she grabbed his collar tightly. “Matthew, I’ve brought you a gift,” she whispered coyly.

He hummed in response as he sucked her soft earlobe. However, he didn’t intend to let go of her.

While Clarissa’s body heated up at his seduction, she glared at him and pinched his arm.

“Do you want it or not? If you don’t, I’ll just throw it away then.”

Matthew paused for a few seconds before he loosened his arms and touched her forehead with his own.

Letting out a sigh, he tried to regain his composure. After that, he kissed her on her forehead and held her hands which were holding a small, exquisite box.

Matthew took the box and raised his brows. “Cake?” he asked.

Chuckling, Clarissa asked, “Why? Don’t you like it?”

Matthew fell silent for a few seconds. I can’t say no, can I?

But seeing the woman staring at him with her bright eyes in anticipation, he smiled and answered, “I like it!”

Clarissa burst into laughter, then she pushed him away and took a seat on the sofa. As she tilted her head and scrutinized Matthew’s expression, she easily saw through him.

“You’re lying. Forget about it. I was just being nice. Actually, I bought the cake for myself. Give me the cake. Hurry up!”

Having said that, she stretched out her porcelain hand and beckoned Matthew to bring the cake over, holding her chin up smugly like a princess.

“Hurry up!” Clarissa urged him.

with her attitude, he gave her an adoring

cake over immediately. Crouching down, he opened the box before handing the cake and a small fork to

with satisfaction as she tasted the delicious cake while Matthew stared at her lovingly. It seemed he was destined to spoil

bites, she fed him a spoonful of the

“Try this.”

in a coquettish voice, sending a tingling sensation to his heart, which made him unable to

before him as he tasted

flashed a big grin. She enjoyed eating the cake as much as she

piece of tissue paper before he asked, “I thought you were accompanying Grandma. Why did you come

“Well, there’s a childish man who got jealous. If I don’t come over, who knows whether he’ll throw a tantrum? It’ll be so embarrassing if

her words. Instead, he

you’re

nodded her

missed you,

“Call me Hubby.”

‘Hubby’. I like calling you by your name

sudden confession tugged at Matthew’s heartstrings, and his heart melted when she uttered

the most beautiful words he had ever

exactly that. He hugged his woman tightly and gave

“I don’t want to interrupt your work. I’ll go downstairs to look for Yael. There are some work-related

let go of her and sent her

that the main reason Clarissa came

only was she going

write the story out herself and adapt it into

was merely her wild imagination for now. She was not confident of executing the plan yet. Therefore, she had to discuss with

the story

showed Yael the draft of her story, which included the

in this kind of story. Besides, I have no idea whether it’s going to be a profitable project. I just want

you know the market’s demand better than anyone else. I can guarantee that your story’s going to be a hit. Besides, with your

hearing that.

into a script. But you don’t have to rush through everything. After all, you have to get ready for the

filming part can wait. I want to finish the writing first. I’ve let my readers have a sneak peek. It seems that they like my story. To be honest, I’ve never written a

of cake since you experienced

to develop her knowledge and skills before she could produce her own film. She had no intention to become a director, though. Nevertheless, it was still too early to tell if she could

was merely a screenwriter without any resources. Once she started executing her project, she would have to worry about securing resources such as investors, directors, actors, film crew, and so on. However, those were tomorrow’s problems. Right now, she just wanted

giving him something of equivalent value. Since she couldn’t afford a luxurious gift, she wanted to gift him something unique, and given that she was good at writing, she decided

…

ran into Ryler at Zen Highlands when the latter sent Catherine

between the two men was