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.”

his agreement, Clarissa towed him along with

be able to squeeze herself to the front, so

of him with their phones.

he your son? He is so

“You

they

“Sure, pretty lady.”

such a

noticed Damian and wanted a photo with him

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

inform Matthew about their arrival lest he

was sleepy upon arriving at the Zen Highlands, so Clarissa promptly

before long, she received a call from

about tonight’s cocktail party. Dress up prettily, and let’s go

was rendered speechless by her

Clarissa didn’t have

as advised before she left for the party. She was dressed in a black dress with

was clinging onto her leg, unwilling

don’t go,” Damian

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

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

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

coax him from the sides but

wailing as though Clarissa

couldn’t just leave him be, so she coaxed, “Remember the chocolate I bought for you? There is still a piece

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

party. I’ll be

words for his quick change of attitude at the appearance of

What a heartless kid!

…

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

was already waiting for her in the lobby. “What a waste of your good looks. Can’t you act more elegantly? Take off your coat. Here is

I’m cold. A girl has

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

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, gained a lot of attention

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

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

Fleming, who is

the manager of our studio,

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

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