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.

time, however, Matthew paused for a moment

comment on it, merely telling the

of seeing each other in the past was gone; it was replaced by

had a fitful sleep, so she woke up looking haggard with dark

excuse to

that reason, she would try to complete her work to the best of her ability every time she came

didn’t even take a nap in the

done, Yael

team was having a celebratory dinner. She had previously cooperated with the promotional activities despite

together. The dinner would be attended by the cast, director, investors, and every other important figure. When they entered the room, almost everyone

attention was only

besides pleasantries, there was also gossip that would only be known to those

the breeze with the director, someone started gossiping beside her,

to the washroom earlier, and that woman was on the phone, proclaiming loudly that she

her popularity, she would soar to fame overnight. If that doesn’t work, she can just

have slept with numerous men. How could those investors bring themselves to seal the deal? From what I heard, that internet celebrity slept

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

“Yup, that’s her.”

who “Misty” was, but that

pretending not to have heard the two women. Out of the blue, an investor who

juice, Ms. Quigley? Well, 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 long since heard of you, so I definitely

addressed her directly before he gulped down the wine in his hand, so there was no

their attention fixed on them. After all,

many a time, they all had to make concessions for capital in this

to treat the investors cautiously,

continued eating and drinking without any intention of helping

course, Clarissa didn’t

“I’m sorry, Mr. Warren, but I can’t

you not going to show me even the slightest

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

glass of tea beside her. Just when she was about to drink

insist on drinking it. Meanwhile,

on her, he looked her up and down frostily. He didn’t

side, the female lead promptly extended the wine glass in her hand and exclaimed, “I haven’t

Clarissa before dipping his head and drinking the wine the

to revert to usual as all of them continued eating and drinking. However, Winston would