You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 317

Matthew pinned Clarissa against the mirror inside their walk-in closet.

“Me? An old man?” he questioned.

Clarissa chuckled nervously. He had pinned her arms onto the mirror and held her captive. Despite this, Clarissa mentally fawned over how cool he looked as he pinned her down.

She enjoyed being pinned to the wall so much that she didn’t care about the “old man” topic that Matthew raised. Instead, her cheeks reddened as if two brilliantly red roses had bloomed on them.

“That’s just a joke to loosen Jonathan’s nerves. Come on, don’t get upset. Also, what’s up with you today? Let me go…” Clarissa murmured.

However, she secretly wanted him to continue pinning her down. Her erratically beating heart screamed in her chest. Please don’t let go!

It was like she had utterly fallen under Matthew’s charms.

Matthew was going to let Clarissa go. However, he suddenly noticed that Clarissa’s lovestruck eyes were ogling him. She also blushed furiously as if she were some bashful schoolgirl.

This amused Matthew, who leaned in closer to her.

Her reaction was just as he had expected; her face burned redder than a tomato as her eyes gleamed eagerly at him.

Matthew’s lips curled slightly. At that moment, their noses were only inches away from each other. A mischievous desire was laced in his low, taunting hum.

Then Matthew suddenly pinched Clarissa’s waist. Wanting to tease her more, his hands roamed down to her hips and gave them a hard pinch as well.

At this, Clarissa mewled in shock.

Matthew’s wicked grin curved deeper. Meanwhile, Clarissa’s blushed harder as Matthew seemed to have read her mind.

“What are you doing?” Clarissa pouted and batted her eyelashes at him.

Matthew tensed at this. He inched closer, pressing her tautly between his body and the mirror.

He only replied with one word, “You.”

Clarissa stilled in confusion. Before she could respond, Matthew chuckled in her ear. His warm breath tingled her ear lobes.

He continued, “Didn’t you ask what I was doing?”

It finally registered in Clarissa’s mind. “Matthew Tyson, you old pervert!”

Deep laughter rumbled from Matthew’s chest as he smirked delightedly.

He pulled Clarissa in for a big wet kiss. Smack! Then he grinned at her shy and helpless face.

“You love it. Don’t you, Clare?”

“That’s not true! Get away, you old pervert! Get off me. Let me go…”

Women, Matthew sighed inwardly. They’ll never admit what they truly feel.

they do. Then they tell you to

much into Clarissa’s true feelings

well give the woman what she

hungry! Let’s eat now. Mommy…” Damian

darted out of the closet and stopped her son from

on, Damian. Let’s head

after them. At that moment, Damian was staring wide-eyed at Matthew before looking back at Clarissa. Clarissa couldn’t help but panic at the boy’s innocent gaze. She was worried that the boy had figured out what happened inside

suddenly cried out. “Mommy, did you put on lipstick again? Your lips are so red! Why didn’t you ask me to

she left the house. Ever since Damian noticed this, he became adamant about putting on

upset that his mother’s lips were currently a bright shade

his foot in betrayal. He whined, insisting that Clarissa remove her

this, Clarissa felt utterly

wearing any. Here, see

But your lips are red! You must be

try and smudge it too…” Clarissa explained as she leaned towards the

little hand and rubbed gently on her lips. After realizing that there wasn’t

lips red, Mommy?

“No, I…”

up with an explanation, Matthew picked up

as if he were sharing some juicy gossip, “Don’t go poking your nose into things, Damian. This secret is

Then I won’t

casting a sparkly, rounded-eyed look at Matthew, then at

his mother’s

wasn’t sure if it was okay to ask. Does this have to do with my little sister? Damian gasped excitedly at

patiently wait for his little sister to

whose ears had also turned pink from embarrassment. She glared at

so flustered. Damian, however, was unaware of what happened and stared

had their chauffeur send Jonathan

and Zach had long-awaited Jonathan’s return. Thus, they welcomed him warmly when

you’re back. What took you so

only at Clarissa’s; it’s

wanted information from him. However, he wasn’t keen on telling them,

talking? Were you visiting Clarissa? Did

simply nodded

child really hers? How are they? Does Mr. Tyson love the

mentally rolled his

telling his parents too much. He knew that they

for long, so I didn’t pick up anything interesting. I’m

the rush, Jonathan?” Hillary relentlessly latched

she wanted to prompt more

off and growled, “I don’t want to talk anymore! I’m tired. I’m

quickly stormed off and locked

his disobedience. She whipped around and whined to her husband, “Zach, look at your son! Do you think he’s going through

was not a trace

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