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

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

of Damian. They have stealthily taken photos of him with their phones. However, Clarissa caught them, so they were slightly embarrassed and decided to

is he your son? He is

chuckled, “You can ask

nodded before they even popped

“Sure, pretty lady.”

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

more girls noticed Damian and wanted a photo with him as

Fortunately, the celebrity had arrived, so all the fangirls dashed towards the

about their arrival lest he skipped work and came to pick

sleepy upon arriving at the Zen Highlands, so Clarissa promptly put him to sleep.

before long, she received a

tonight’s cocktail party. Dress

rendered speechless by

Clarissa didn’t have the option

She

her

don’t go,”

wasn’t back yet. Clarissa’s heart

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

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

coax him from the sides but to no

Damian was wailing as though Clarissa was

so she coaxed, “Remember the chocolate I bought for you? There is

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

party. I’ll be good at

change of attitude at the appearance of

What a heartless kid!

…

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

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

I’m cold. A girl has

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

rubbed her ear

“Alright. I got it.”

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

cocktail party accompanied by Yael, naturally, she

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

Fleming, who

manager of our studio, writer, and screenwriter

Quigley, good to see you. I have heard of you being a

especially women, weren’t