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

squeeze herself to the front, so she halted at the edge of the crowd

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

is he your son? He is so

“You can ask

nodded before they even popped

“Sure, pretty lady.”

gosh. You’re such a sweet-talker,

a photo

Damian. Fortunately, the celebrity had arrived, so all the fangirls dashed towards the arrival

inform Matthew about their arrival lest he skipped work

promptly

received a call from

Dress

speechless by her

didn’t have

party. She was dressed in a

Damian was clinging onto her leg, unwilling to

don’t go,” Damian

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

already promised Yael. So she couldn’t go back on

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

helped coax him from the sides

Damian was wailing as though Clarissa was abandoning

is still a piece left. How about I

wiped away the tears on his face and bounced towards Julia, who was holding

the party. I’ll be good

quick change of attitude

What a heartless kid!

…

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

good looks. Can’t you act more elegantly? Take off your coat. Here is warm

girl has to make

say, say it later. Speak up more later. Don’t be mute. We

rubbed her ear at

“Alright. I got it.”

off her coat and laid it over her arm, showing off her nice figure.

the cocktail party accompanied by

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

Fleming, who is

the manager of our studio, writer, and screenwriter

of you being a talented writer, but I didn’t expect you to be so

assume that talented people, especially women, weren’t much