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.

feelings, saying they don’t like certain things, even though they do. Then they tell

much into Clarissa’s true feelings because

the woman

eat now. Mommy…”

tomato-faced Clarissa darted out of the closet and stopped

Let’s head downstairs to

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

the boy suddenly cried out. “Mommy, did you put on lipstick again? Your lips

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

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

his foot in betrayal. He whined, insisting that Clarissa remove her lipstick so that he could reapply it

Clarissa felt

not wearing any.

red! You must be lying to

try and smudge it too…” Clarissa explained

hand and rubbed gently on her lips. After realizing that

Mommy? Did

“No, I…”

with an explanation, Matthew picked up the little

“Don’t go poking your nose into things, Damian. This secret is

Then I won’t

a sparkly, rounded-eyed look

he couldn’t help but wonder why his mother’s face had turned as

ask. Does this have to do with my little sister? Damian gasped excitedly at

instant, he dropped the topic and decided to patiently wait for his little sister to arrive in

he smirked at Clarissa, whose ears had also turned pink from embarrassment. She glared at him before ushering everyone

seeing her so flustered. Damian, however, was unaware of what happened and stared cluelessly at

their meal, they had their chauffeur

Thus, they welcomed

back. What took you

He was only at Clarissa’s; it’s not like he went to

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

talking? Were you visiting Clarissa? Did you meet

simply nodded

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

rolled his eyes.

too much. He knew that they had ulterior motives

I wasn’t there for long, so I didn’t pick up anything

Why the rush, Jonathan?” Hillary relentlessly latched

that she wanted to prompt more information

her arm off and growled, “I don’t want to

quickly stormed off and locked

frown at his disobedience. She whipped around and whined to her husband, “Zach, look at your son! Do you think

was not a trace

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