You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa did not expect that Catherine would bring up the matter.

She parted her lips in an effort to answer but was stopped by Catherine.

“Of course, I don’t have too many days left to live. In the future, if you’re still determined to be with each other with no regrets, then take my advice—don’t be too naive like you used to. You have to look out for yourself, especially now that you have a child; you should strive for him. It’s fine to listen to the man’s promise, but you should always beware of that family and never back down. Don’t give them the impression that you’re an easy target just because you have a humble beginning. I want you to hold your head high and remember that you’re no less than anyone.”

Clarissa knew Catherine’s intention well, and tears welled up in her eyes. “Grandma—”

“Don’t cry. There’s nothing to cry about. You didn’t even shed a tear when you suffered such mortification back then, so why cry over such insignificant matter now? Your tears shouldn’t be rolling down for me; it’s meant for moments when you’re hurt. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Grandma. I know. I know you’re doing all of this for me. I’m such a disappointment; I’m good for nothing…”

Clarissa couldn’t hold it any longer, and tears trickled down her face. Her eyes were reddened, and she regretted shattering Catherine’s heart with her resort of being with that man and causing Catherine to be mortified together with her.

In contrast, Catherine wasn’t as worked up as her granddaughter was, probably because she had made peace with it.

Instead, she laughed lightly and stroke Clarissa’s hair as she replied softly, “Stop beating yourself up. Now that I think about it, everything in our life is destined, and all that you’ve gone through are ordeals. Your remaining journey will be better as you lived through them. Besides, you’re not to be blamed for it. We’re but an ordinary family, but as long as we have a clear conscience, we won’t have to face death with fear and uncertainty. Conversely, for those prominent and well-off families that have committed nasty doings, they’ll also face the same death and God’s judgment as we do. Every one of us will get a square deal before God. Clare, as long as you and Damian are living a contented life, I’d be glad.”

One tended to believe more in destiny as one got older; the same could be said for Catherine.

She was not afraid of death. For her, it was a natural thing to happen when the time came. Hence, she was able to come to terms with everything that happened, which was why she didn’t mind too much by then.

“Alright, no more crying.”

Catherine comforted Clarissa. “Now, tell me something interesting about Damian. I’m interested in listening to stories about him now. It’s such a downer to see you cry.”

Her teasing tone somewhat relinquished the burden within Clarissa.

It was then that she started storying Catherine about Damian’s life in D City. Catherine wouldn’t stop smiling radiantly and complimenting how adorable and bright Damian was as she listened to her.

That night, Catherine went to bed earlier than usual, whereas Damian was particularly energetic after taking a nap in the afternoon.

Clarissa passed him the tablet to video call with Matthew, giving him the opportunity to showcase his chatterbox skills.

As with Clarissa, she sat at the side, reading the drafts of several authors with whom the studio would contract and occasionally joined in their conversations.

topic to talk about. Children’s minds were full of imaginative and wild ideas, and what astonished Clarissa the most was that Matthew was able

where Matthew’s strengths

think what kind of wilder and even more bizarre questions were ahead of her. But right in that instance,

coax him now. I’ll be swamped with questions when he refuses to sleep.

to sleep while I’ll take care

“A daughter? You wish! And what

be a

the other

it’s a son? Are you

be a daughter just as

was Matthew would not accept the possibility of having another son at

could foresee how concerned and perturbed she would be

myself from now on that if I get pregnant this time,

to be

…

home. On the weekend, she brought Catherine, Jenny, and Damian out for

the streets were still

persons, Clarissa first went to the shopping mall to

many years, and she was just like another family member to them. For this reason, Clarissa was very grateful to her. Apart from paying her salary, Clarissa would send her gifts occasionally. Even when Jenny’s daughter got

Quigley. For so many years now, my friends who have been working together as housekeepers with me are all envious of my fluke to have found a good employer, and you and Mrs. Quigley are

normally bought her clothes from the

into Clarissa and others, but she didn’t dare to approach them. Nevertheless, she followed them around secretly and watched how generous Clarissa was spending her money buying clothes for

her head, shifted her gaze from her phone, and

have no money! Look over there. That damned

to be talking to the caregiver, Jenny. In that instant, Catherine sat down with Damian in a corner, and they were blocked from Mimi and

ago that had caused Clarissa to miss her chance of getting

how foolish Mimi was, she wouldn’t

jealous of Clarissa. Even though she didn’t get married to that wealthy man,

had no advantage over her

it. I don’t have money anyway. Come on, let’s leave. Don’t

to leave with her, but Gloria seemed reluctant. With her exceedingly limited patience, Mimi ignored Gloria and left the

few more outfits, Gloria grew increasingly