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

be able to squeeze herself to the front, so she halted at

were a few young girls who caught a glimpse of Damian. They have stealthily taken photos of him with their phones. However,

your son? He is so lovely. Can I take

“You can

nodded before they

“Sure, pretty lady.”

my gosh. You’re such

and wanted a photo

so all the fangirls dashed towards the arrival gate. Clarissa swiftly

inform Matthew about their arrival lest he skipped work

so Clarissa promptly put him to sleep.

before long, she received a

Dress up prettily, and let’s

was rendered speechless by

didn’t have the option to

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

Damian was clinging onto her leg, unwilling to let

go,” Damian

reluctant to let her leave because Matthew wasn’t back yet. Clarissa’s heart ached

work-related, and she had already promised Yael. So she couldn’t go

level and wrapped him tightly with her arms. However, even her incessant kisses

coax him from the sides but to no

wailing as though

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

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

party. I’ll be good

no words for his quick change of attitude

What a heartless kid!

…

hotel’s entrance and jogged into the hotel with high heels

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

has to make sure she’s

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

ear

“Alright. I got it.”

her coat and laid it over her arm, showing off her nice figure. Her tall, lean stature, along with her exquisite face,

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

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

Fleming, who is

manager of our studio, writer, and

Quigley, good to see you. I have heard of you being a talented writer, but I didn’t expect you

would assume that talented people, especially women,