You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 275

After Matthew left, Clarissa rolled on the bed repeatedly from one end to another and sighed.

Oh my God, he must have thought I’m desperate for his touch! This is so embarrassing!

What have I done?

Oh no!

How she wished she could dig a hole and bury herself right away when she recalled the smirk on his face before he left.

He must be thinking that I am blo*dy desperate. I’m sure he’s judging me right now!

She suddenly remembered something people always said—women are hornier in their thirties.

Oh, my God! Agh!

She tried hard to recover from her embarrassment, but she fell asleep after some time.

Clarissa slept comfortably throughout the night.

After a night of snow showers, the sun shone brightly and warmed the bed. It was so comfortable that she refused to get up the next morning.

After staying in bed for a few more minutes, she finally rolled out of it.

Nothing much in the Zen Highlands had changed. Clarissa was pleased that it still looked the same as how it was three years ago.

Upon seeing Julia and the other maids downstairs, she felt a pang of guilt.

It was the same guilt she felt toward Matthew.

Matthew and I had so many memories here. I wonder how he felt every time he stepped into this house in the last three years.

Her expression turned grim. If I were in his shoes, I would feel miserable too.

Clarissa let out a long sigh and curled up her body.

All of a sudden, she looked up as she felt someone was rubbing her head. Matthew sat down, carried her, and placed her on his lap.

He inched closer and kissed her forehead. With a deep voice, he asked, “What’s with the sigh? Are you upset?”

He spoke in a calm voice and appeared to be much gentler than how he was last night.

her, but somehow, Clarissa was not pleased with the turn of events. “How can

taught me a lesson, and

me off so easily after

his hands and said, “Why don’t you slap me? Please don’t forgive me so easily. Even if you want to ignore me

a puzzled look and pinched her cheeks. “Do you still want to fight with me? And you still want me to

instantly tongue-tied. She pouted and shook

what exactly do you want?” Matthew

you’re being too nice to me.” Clarissa could feel all the love from him as she

years must be hell for you. I’ve been so mean to you and even fought with you because I didn’t believe you,” she said,

learned from your mistakes, please be

I didn’t…” she hesitated and decided to admit her mistake, “Fine. I’m sorry for what

eyes, Clarissa instantly swallowed her

can be

lips quirked up. “Okay. I’ll behave and be

kisses on the lips. “Be a good

he was talking to a

hands around his

worst was finally

against Matthew and asked,

now. I don’t want you to be

very touched by

 What have I done

tightly, and

at first, but of course, he reciprocated her

next day after spending a night with the highest bidder at the auction. Though she was not particularly intimidated

noon but had yet to receive the so-called gift from

imbecile woman

walk the talk, it’s my turn

coquettish voice, “Someone bullied me last night, and I’m still pretty upset about it. Can you avenge

seemed to be in a good mood. “Tell me who it is! I’ll teach the person a

call many years ago, she sabotaged me and caused me to lose my dream role,” Verona explained, “I bumped into her recently, and guess what? She ganged up with

continued making up stories but did not reveal who the screenwriter

might have easily bought her story but not Donald. “You mean the screenwriter who was with Ms. Zaha last

aback. Does he remember Clarissa? She must

Can you teach

grinned, stood up, and put on his clothes. He then turned around and looked at Verona. “I don’t mind teaching her a lesson if she’s just a nobody, but she’s a well-known screenwriter. Also, didn’t you see how close she was with Mr. Smallwood last

with a laugh. “That’s just how Mr.

chuckled. “I have to admit that I’m terrified of

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