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.

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

Clarissa’s true feelings because it

well give the woman what

Daddy, I’m hungry! Let’s eat now. Mommy…” Damian

Clarissa darted out of the closet and stopped

on, Damian. Let’s head downstairs to

at Clarissa. Clarissa couldn’t help but panic at

on lipstick again? Your

left the house. Ever

mother’s lips were currently a bright shade of

secretly put on her lipstick even though she’s not going out! The boy stomped his foot in betrayal. He whined, insisting that Clarissa remove her lipstick

Clarissa felt utterly

soothed, “I’m not wearing any. Here, see

red! You must

not. Take a look. You can try and smudge it too…” Clarissa explained as she leaned

lips. After realizing that there wasn’t any

lips red, Mommy? Did you snack on something

“No, I…”

could come up with an explanation, Matthew picked up the little

Matthew whispered as if he were sharing some juicy gossip, “Don’t go poking your nose into things, Damian. This secret is between your Mommy and me. It’s about having a little sister,

I won’t ask

mouth immediately whilst casting a sparkly, rounded-eyed look at Matthew,

but wonder why his mother’s face had turned as red as her

this have to do with my little sister? Damian gasped excitedly at the

topic and decided to patiently

around as he smirked at Clarissa, whose ears had also turned pink

Damian, however, was

their meal, they had their chauffeur send

Thus, they welcomed him warmly

you’re back. What took

Clarissa’s; it’s not like he

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

aren’t you talking? Were you visiting Clarissa? Did you meet her child?

nodded in

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

rolled his eyes.

too much. He knew

I didn’t pick up

the rush, Jonathan?” Hillary relentlessly

wanted to

with her antics. He flung her arm off and growled, “I don’t

and

around and whined to her husband, “Zach, look at your son!

her surprise, there was not a trace

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