You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Despite being naughty at home, Damian was an obedient child who was protective of his family.

That was the result of how Clarissa raised him.

Usually, outsiders would see his handsome and gentle demeanor or marvel at how mature he was for his age. But now that he was protecting his mommy by standing in front of her, he awed everyone with his display of chivalry.

Before Clarissa had the chance to feel touched and hug him, he was already snatched away by the others, who showered him with endless affection.

Right then, Clarissa was pulled into Matthew’s embrace.

Seizing the opportunity to get close to her, he whispered, “Clare, it seems we should hurry up and have another one.”

Despite being stunned, she had yet to forget her initial intention of looking for Matthew.

She shot him a dismissive glare that also served as a threat and warning. She wanted him to know that she was aware of his attempt at snaking his way out.

Matthew couldn’t help but smile awkwardly as he pleaded with Clarissa with his eyes.

However, Clarissa didn’t care. At the same time, Damian had managed to struggle free from the group of over-friendly adults and threw himself into his mommy’s arms.

Poor child. His face is covered in saliva and his cheeks are red from all the pinching.

Judging by that, it can be said that their love for Damian was truly intense.

Being carried by Clarissa, Damian put his arms around her neck and lay his head on her shoulders, snuggling up pitifully.

When he saw the expression on Damian’s face, Matthew put his foot down to stop them from scaring his son further.

Calm as usual, Justin proposed a solution.

“Since all of you like children so much, you should go home and make your own. At least you won’t have to terrorize poor Damian anymore.”

Henry was visibly upset. “I want to but my girlfriend shut me out when I suggested it.”

Jeremy laughed. “I respect women for their role as mothers. Unfortunately, I haven’t found one willing to make a baby with me yet. Henry, you and the rest still have some hope. Good luck.”

Yarick retorted, “There are plenty of women willing to have your child. It’s just that you don’t have the courage to have one.”

Jeremy sneered and gave Yarick the side-eye. “Do you?”

“Why not? I am ready to do it right now. Whoever is willing, I will pay her ten million.”

Only they were capable of talking about having children in such a transactional nature.

Clarissa was no longer bothered to admonish them. All she could do was pray that they didn’t find a partner. Or else, she would teach them a lesson to educate them that this wasn’t the way to treat women.

was oblivious to what was going on. Throughout the night, her attention was solely

when Clarissa smiled at her did she

the point. “Don’t you want to know how

surprised that Ellie knew. After all,

to ask if I have heard anything about Uncle Matt’s son? She even asked me if it was a

Clarissa’s heart sank.

knew, the Tysons would have

an icy and fearsome

reached out his arm to her while

cared about Matthew’s

they felt awkward when

Ellie continued to eat as if it had nothing to do with her. Despite revealing the news that caused the

the one to ease any awkward situation quickly added, “Clarissa, don’t worry about it. After all, Damian is your son

now compared to three years

words when

rest. We’re done eating anyway.

spoke, all of

something to discuss? I’ll bring Damian to my room and take good care of him so that he doesn’t disturb

Ellie’s intention was,

as you have just taken a

at Damian in disappointment, she

Damian and returned to their room

entered, Damian could sense

down, he was unusually silent. When Clarissa saw his innocent gaze staring at them, she couldn’t bring herself to

at him immediately. The moment Damian saw her smile, he returned it

placed his hand on Clarissa’s face and asked, “Mommy, are you

she quickly

angry

head with a smile. “No, I’m not

he looked in Matthew’s direction

Mommy says that she is not angry with you. That’s

of both of them with

her dissatisfaction, Clarissa returned his smile out of courtesy. She always refrained from

nonetheless a traumatizing experience for young children. In

fight when she was a kid. She was so scared she wanted to hide. Hence, she was cognizant of the emotional scarring that

having to say too much. In fact, she even apologized for

generous enough

in the night, she got out of bed and closed the door. Then,

on the laptop. When he

expression

checked her phone for messages before heading to the