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.”

towed him along with the luggage

she wouldn’t be able to squeeze herself to the front, so she halted at the edge of the crowd and waited with

glimpse of Damian. They have stealthily taken photos of him with

He is so lovely. Can I take

“You can ask

before they

“Sure, pretty lady.”

my gosh. You’re such a sweet-talker, how

a photo with him as

from Damian. Fortunately, the celebrity had arrived, so all the

Matthew about their arrival lest he skipped work and came to

the Zen Highlands, so Clarissa promptly put

long, she received

Dress up prettily,

rendered speechless by her

didn’t have the option

left for the party. She was dressed in a black

her leg,

don’t go,” Damian

back yet. Clarissa’s heart ached at him crying. She wanted to stay

already promised

him tightly with her arms. However, even her incessant kisses on him didn’t

helped coax him from the sides but to no

that point, Damian was wailing

is still a

stopped crying at the mention of food. He wiped away the tears on his face and bounced towards Julia, who

party. I’ll be

no words for his quick change of attitude

What a heartless kid!

…

jogged into the hotel with high heels on when she felt the cold wind blew onto

good looks. Can’t you act more elegantly? Take off

has to make sure

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

ear at Yael’s

“Alright. I got it.”

laid it over her arm, showing off her nice figure. Her tall, lean stature, along with her exquisite face, gained a lot

by Yael, naturally, she was in

for her to be sociable in such an event, even if it was for the sake of funds as advised by Yael. She’d resolved to be the aide

who

our studio, writer,

I have heard of you being a talented writer, but I didn’t

would assume that talented people, especially women, weren’t much of a