You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa was used to traveling back and forth between D City and W City.

It also wasn’t Damian’s first time. After the pretty flight stewardess had served some deserts to him, he started trailing her everywhere like a little tail.

Clarissa didn’t want to look at the embarrassing scene of his son flirting, so she hung her head and placed her hand over her forehead, covering her eyes.

“Mommy, are you having a headache? Let me blow on it.”

Damian felt worried over his mommy when he turned to check on her and noticed her hand over her forehead.

“Damian, sit properly. I won’t feel any more headache if you stopped disturbing the pretty flight stewardess.”

“But I like the pretty stewardess.”

“Does it mean that she belongs to you if you like her?”

Damian blinked his eyes slowly as he didn’t understand Clarissa’s words.

Clarissa laughed at her son’s adorable expression.

She neared Damian and pecked his forehead. “Why are you so cute?”

Damian laughed despite not understanding Clarissa’s words.

After the plane landed, Clarissa sat Damian on her luggage and towed it towards the exit. On the way there, they bumped into a group of excited fans. Damian was curious, so he followed their line of sight with sparkling eyes. He looked adorable, dressed in a black down jacket and kicking his sneakers.

Some passersby who noticed Damian were attracted to his handsome face, especially his bright and big eyes.

However, they were soon distracted by the huge crowd of fans.

“Mommy, who are they waiting for?”

Damian asked curiously.

“It should be a famous celebrity.”

“Famous celebrity? Is it Uncle Ryler?”

Clarissa had told him before that Ryler was a celebrity. She had only mentioned it in passing, so she was surprised that he could remember.

“No, it’s not Ryler. It’s another celebrity. I don’t know who it is too.”

“If so, Mommy, can we go nearer and have a look?”

Damian’s puppy-eyed look melted any resolve she had to deny him.

Even though sometimes Clarissa complained about her son, but deep in her heart, she knew he was charming, adorable, and fashionable.

She didn’t have the heart to reject his small request. “Damian, there’s a lot of people there, so we’ll only be looking from a distance away. Is that alright?”

“Alright, Mommy.”

Clarissa towed him along with the luggage

she wouldn’t be able to squeeze herself to the front, so she

have stealthily taken photos of him with their

He is so lovely. Can I take a photo

chuckled, “You can

they even popped

“Sure, pretty lady.”

gosh. You’re such a sweet-talker, how

girls noticed Damian and wanted a photo with him as though he was

almost squeezed away from Damian. Fortunately, the celebrity had arrived, so all the fangirls dashed towards the arrival

inform Matthew about their arrival lest he skipped work and

upon arriving at the Zen Highlands, so Clarissa promptly put him to sleep. She took a shower then

she received a call from

forget about tonight’s cocktail party. Dress up prettily, and

rendered speechless by

Clarissa didn’t have the option

left for the party. She was dressed in a black dress with an overcoat and

was clinging onto her

don’t go,”

let her leave because Matthew wasn’t back yet. Clarissa’s heart ached at him crying. She wanted to

she had already promised Yael. So she couldn’t

bent down to his eye level and wrapped him tightly with her arms. However, even her incessant

from the sides but

wailing as though Clarissa

coaxed, “Remember the chocolate I bought for you? There is still a piece

on his face and bounced towards Julia, who was holding the chocolate. With a wide

I’ll be good at

change of

What a heartless kid!

…

front of the hotel’s entrance and jogged into the hotel with high heels on when she

already waiting for her in the lobby. “What a waste of your good

cold. A girl has to make sure she’s

something to say, say it later.

rubbed her ear at

“Alright. I got it.”

arm, showing off her nice figure. Her tall,

the cocktail party accompanied by

plastered on Clarissa’s face. It was difficult for her to be sociable in such an event, even if it was for the sake of funds as advised by

Fleming, who is

manager of our studio, writer, and screenwriter

you being a talented writer, but I didn’t

people, especially women, weren’t