You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

That was what life was all about – finding joy in the little things.

Even though Clarissa and Matthew were still in the honeymoon phase, they had laid out a sturdy foundation for their relationship to thrive slowly even after their passion fades.

Clarissa finished the whole plate of baked chicken wings herself.

It was as if she was rebelling against grandma’s words by not leaving a single piece for Matthew.

Catherine glared at her several times for her childish behavior. After dinner, Matthew was rubbing Clarissa’s tummy while Catherine went for a walk with Jenny.

“Look at that! It seems like you’re now her favorite.”

Clarissa was still stuck on that issue.

Matthew smiled gently and lightly pushed her forehead with his finger.

“Grandma is doing all of that for you.”

Clarissa went silent as she knew that grandma’s actions were out of concern for her.

Clarissa pouted and nodded her head in hesitation.

“You knew, and yet you’re still upset?” Matthew chuckled at Clarissa’s grumpiness.

“She’s showing concern for me so that I would dote on you more. That’s just how she expresses her love for you. I’m sure you know her intentions too.”

Matthew pulled her ears in a teasing manner. “Setting aside grandma’s concern, don’t you feel my love for you?”

“Still not enough!”

“I’ll do better, as long as you still love me. Alright, so that’s our agreement, okay?”

Clarissa puffed her cheeks, pointed her finger, and poked hard at Matthew’s forehead.

“You view our relationship as a transaction?”

She was not pleased to know that.

Matthew smirked, grabbed her finger, and kissed her.

“Yes, a transaction involving my heart and my life. You have no other choice but to accept my offer.”

Clarissa stuck out her tongue and returned the joke, “So I guess I just got kidnapped onto a pirate ship.”

“So, do you want to be on this pirate ship?”

Clarissa flattened her lips in response.

Matthew chuckled in his deep voice.

“It seems like you love it.”

Clarissa pouted, and Matthew went in for a peck on her lips.

only a peck as Catherine may return

intentionally stayed close and poked

Clarissa entered her

patted for Clarissa to sit beside her, and she did

want to talk about? Are

hand, and clarified,

“A little.”

Clarissa expressed in

you were trying to do. Matt knows

I am sincerely worried about him. On some of my sleepless nights, I see him still awake doing work. Compared to you, who sleeps so soundly every night. Do you even know that he has

forehead lightly,

exhaust himself out; he has to remain healthy for his employees. Don’t worry too much, grandma. He’s a capable man and is more resilient than normal people like us.

and advised, “Alright, I don’t know much about that, but he should learn to loosen up. He’ll understand the pain when he reaches my age. Life’s not about the amount of money – it’s

Pfft!

out a laugh at

“Why are you laughing?”

Clarissa’s forehead and repeated, “What are you

laugh, but it was spilling

In her heart, Clarissa was

“I’m serious. It’s important

it. Grandma, let’s talk about something else. I recall that you wanted to make a quilt for me as a

on until Clarissa fell

turning back and forth, waiting for Clarissa to return to their

time and wondered if he should carry her

carry her back

turmoil, Matthew decided to head

say anything as

down on the bed, she opened her eyes for a moment and smiled sheepishly. She then pulled Matthew to the bed and

moment, Matthew let out a smile, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a soft

“The banquet?”

surprised. “Are you’re bringing me

the news to her in a video call while

by covering her mouth. Matthew had the urge to kiss her upon witnessing

I bring

the

in her voice was extremely adorable

raised his brows and replied, “Of course! My beautiful darling. Even though I wish to keep you to myself, I’d still love to show off to the world

that sweet feeling

be called ‘Darling’ by

acted coy by tilting her head slightly and blinked

Mr. Tyson, I’ll attend the banquet. Should I dress up especially for

What an interesting question.

he

the stylist. Mr. Davis

Mr. Tyson,

to end the

Matthew wanted, so she