You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

A blind date? Clarissa’s fury dissipated slightly at that moment. But that was a long time ago, okay?

“That was a long time ago. It was more than a month back, so why are you digging up the past? Besides, I only attended to appease Grandma. I never took it seriously,” she explained patiently.

Nevertheless, it still bugged Matthew.

In the past three years, he had been like a living corpse and had only barely scraped through. He didn’t want to tell her that, for he did not want to be seen as weak and whiny. However, not saying anything didn’t mean that he wasn’t bothered about it.

He had a standing instruction to be informed about everything regarding her and their son twice a month.

Recently, he changed it to once a month since he had more interaction with her these days. So, there wasn’t much need for him to read those personal reports anymore.

Clarissa had attended blind dates several times after giving birth. He could have put up with it the first, second, and even the third time, but he wouldn’t be Matthew Tyson if he could still keep his cool when it happened all too often.

He merely glanced through the report this time, but he unexpectedly discovered that she had actually attended a blind date a day before coming to D City back then.

That was the reason for the scene earlier; he was exceedingly aggravated because jealousy and fury had engulfed him.

Despite Clarissa having explained it now, he was still feeling very much disgruntled.

“How many times has it been, Clare? I understand if you were embarrassed to decline the first few times, but couldn’t you have declined later?”

At that, Clarissa frowned. “Are you blaming me? Do you not believe me?”

“That wasn’t what I meant.”

I just want to know how much longer this stalemate between us has to persist, but if I were to give voice to it, it would sound as though I’m interrogating her.

Thus, he could only keep mum. Such silence was rare between them, and the atmosphere turned a touch cold.

Clarissa wanted to explain herself, but a ball of anger lodged within her, and the words got stuck in her throat. Perhaps she knew that she was indeed in the wrong or was similarly enraged, but she didn’t feel like talking to him anymore.

So, she hung up without a word. When Matthew heard the disconnect tone from his cell phone, he heaved a sigh.

He massaged his temples with his long and slender fingers, trying to null his headache. He hadn’t rested well in the past few days. Knowing that Clarrisa was visiting D City again, he had sped through his work and rushed back. He had never anticipated things to end on a sour note between them.

A trace of helplessness stained his profound gaze, and he closed his eyes with a sigh.

“Are we heading to the hotel, Mr. Tyson?”

Clarissa stayed in a hotel every time she came to D City, and Matthew would always join her there.

paused for a moment before ordering, “Head back to Zen

on it,

The usual excitement of seeing each other in the past was gone; it was

woke up looking haggard with dark circles under her

to skip work because she still had to

employees at the studio who handled everything. For that reason, she

signed documents the entire morning and didn’t even take a nap in

she was done, Yael

up, so the production team was having a celebratory dinner. She had previously cooperated with the promotional

headed to the hotel together. The dinner would be attended by the cast, director, investors, and every other important figure. When they entered the room, almost everyone had already arrived. At the

attention was

gossip that would only be

with the director, someone started gossiping beside her, and

his arm. I actually bumped into her when I went to the washroom earlier, and that woman was on the phone, proclaiming loudly that she had convinced the producer to cast her as the female lead in his next movie by sleeping with him. Tsk-tsk. While that’s not uncommon, I’ve never seen someone who advertises it to the world like

to fame overnight. If that doesn’t work, she can just undergo plastic surgery.

I heard, that internet celebrity slept with countless men.

Misty? Her name is sweet and refreshing, but her character is really far

“Yup, that’s her.”

knew who “Misty” was, but that had nothing to

two women. Out of the blue, an investor who had been chatting with the female lead

never once had I imagined that not only are the cast good-looking, but even the screenwriter of this series is stunningly beautiful. I’ve

directly before he gulped down the wine in his hand, so there was no reason for Clarissa to not

the table had their attention fixed on them. After all, one couldn’t afford

had already ended, many a time, they

had to treat the investors cautiously, much less an insignificant

continued eating and drinking without any intention of helping her

Clarissa didn’t

Mr. Warren, but I can’t drink.

Are you not going to show me even the

at all, Mr. Warren. I’m really allergic to alcohol. It’ll disfigure me at the very least, and at worse, it’s

Just

didn’t insist on drinking it. Meanwhile, Winston’s expression was already

pinned on her, he looked her up and down frostily. He didn’t say anything, but he snorted coldly after taking his

wine glass in her hand and exclaimed, “I haven’t toasted you yet,

dipping his head and drinking the wine

them continued eating and drinking. However, Winston would