You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

After Matthew carried Damian into the car, Clarissa got in after them.

That day, Kyle, the chauffeur, met Damian for the very first time.

Yet, there was nothing awkward about it since Damian was the type of child who looked cute to outsiders.

Moreover, Damian had called him “Mister” very cutely, causing Kyle to almost lose focus while driving.

Before getting into the car, Clarissa had noticed that it was not Matthew’s usual car. Instead, it was an MPV that was more suitable for their family and the nanny to ride along in.

She was not surprised about it, since he had already considered and planned everything in detail previously.

She then turned to look at Damian. He was sitting on the child car seat as he looked at his father, whom he had not seen in a long time. Just a while ago, he had called him “Daddy” without a hint of unfamiliarity. However, he was looking curiously at his father then.

He stared at Matthew, who had turned behind to look at him. Meanwhile, Matthew did not respond and simply let him do so.

After watching him for a long time, Damian suddenly asked, “Daddy, why do you want to look at me?”

“If you’re not looking at me, how do you know I’m looking at you?”

Unexpectedly, the question was turned back to him. However, he was a smart boy. If he did not understand something, he would just change the topic.

“Daddy, is this D City?”

Ever since Matthew saw both the mother and his son, the smile had not left his face. He looked as if he was satisfied with everything in the world and had a fulfilling life.

The smile was always there even while he answered his son’s questions in a gentle tone.

He was a significant figure in the business world but had become a gentle, soft man in front of his son. Although he looked like a strict father, it was all just an illusion.

At that moment, Matthew still had a smile on him as he answered his son’s various questions.

In the meantime, Clarissa called Catherine to report their safe landing. Even though she did not mention Matthew during the call, Catherine would still know.

It was tacit knowledge.

As soon as she hung up, she heard Damian say, “Daddy, Mommy said you would buy many toys for me. Just as many as I have back in W City.”

Yet, before Matthew could even agree, Clarissa crushed her son’s dreams.

“When did I say that? I only said I’d buy you toys, not that I’d buy you as many as you have in W City. Damian Quigley, don’t change my words.”

He then smiled cutely and asked, “Mommy, what does that mean?”

give me that crap. I’m talking about your

not to understand, he

two situations in which Damian showed such a smile—either he was pretending

that side of him too well, she then looked over at Matthew, her gaze seemingly

Clarissa could not help but feel helpless looking at his

interacted with Damian for a long time. Thus, she wanted to see

Once he got off the car, Damian

house is so big… Mommy,

at that. He was

picked his son up and said, “This isn’t Daddy’s house. It’s Daddy’s, Mommy’s, and

The innocence and surprise he exuded

the maid, he then

really like it here. The color

toys, he exclaimed, “Wow! Thank you for buying me toys, Daddy. Are all these for me? I really,

great, Daddy! I really

words, everyone was still delighted to hear him speak, for his words were glorified by his smiley

children were more expressive, so Damian was no

not be bothered with her child’s actions to show his excitement, Clarissa tidied his room and his many toys before calling her office to inform them that she had

Although Julia had already prepared

his favorite dish, pasta with

eat meat but rarely would eat vegetables. Resultantly, Clarissa had attempted a variety of methods to prepare foods so that he

with a smile, “Mrs. Tyson, when you were here

diligent. I had to

that being a

you make something delicious for me? I’m so hungry! I can eat a lot

she asked, “You’re

the kitchen door at that moment. He was still wearing the same shirt and pants, but his pants had become wrinkled, and his shirt was stained. Despite that, there was a satisfied and carefree vibe to him. The cold stiffness on his face was gone, and his gaze had

carry him to take a shower, but he

giggling son,

it. “No,

shower with

he cupped his cheeks and asked,

hands dry before squatting to pat her son on his head. Sure

Daddy, Darling. You’re both boys, and he’s strong enough to carry you. Daddy will bathe you

head at Matthew, then stretched

“Daddy, carry me…”

Matthew walked over and picked his son up, then headed

All settled!

the bath, he would be reluctant to stop afterward. Essentially, getting him to