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.”

him along with the luggage

front, so she halted at the

taken photos of him with their phones.

boy. Miss, is he your son? He is so lovely. Can I take a photo

chuckled, “You can

they even

“Sure, pretty lady.”

gosh. You’re such a sweet-talker, how

a photo with him as though he

had arrived, so all the fangirls

Matthew about their arrival lest he skipped work and

promptly

received a

Dress up prettily, and let’s go get

rendered speechless by

Clarissa didn’t have the

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

onto her leg, unwilling to

don’t go,”

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

and she had already promised Yael. So she couldn’t

tightly with her arms. However, even her incessant kisses on

helped coax him from the sides but to

that point, Damian was wailing as though Clarissa was

so she coaxed, “Remember the chocolate I bought for you? There is still a piece left. How about I let you have it, but you have to stop

and bounced towards Julia, who was

enjoy the party. I’ll be good

his quick change of attitude at

What a heartless kid!

…

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

in the lobby. “What a waste of your good looks. Can’t you act more elegantly? Take off your coat.

I’m cold. A girl has

got something to say, say it later. Speak up more

ear at Yael’s

“Alright. I got it.”

off her nice figure. Her tall, lean stature, along with her exquisite face, gained a lot of attention

joined the cocktail party accompanied by Yael, naturally, she was

Clarissa’s face. It was difficult for her to be sociable in such an event, even

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