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.

like certain things, even though they do. Then they tell you to let go, even though they want you

Matthew hadn’t pried too much into Clarissa’s true feelings because it would

the woman

Let’s eat now. Mommy…” Damian

darted out of the closet and stopped her son

Let’s

couldn’t

lipstick again? Your lips are so red! Why didn’t

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

was upset that his mother’s lips were currently

 The boy stomped his foot in betrayal. He whined, insisting that Clarissa remove her lipstick

this, Clarissa felt utterly

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

your lips are red! You must be lying

not. Take a look. You can try and smudge it too…”

rubbed gently on her lips. After realizing that there wasn’t any pigment, he tilted his head in

red, Mommy? Did you

“No, I…”

an explanation, Matthew picked up the little boy in one swift

secret is between your Mommy and me. It’s about having a little sister, but it

I won’t ask anymore,”

his mouth immediately whilst casting a sparkly, rounded-eyed

why his mother’s face had

again, he wasn’t sure if it was okay to ask. Does this have to do

he dropped the topic and decided to patiently wait for his little

whipped around as he smirked at Clarissa, whose ears had also turned pink from embarrassment.

her so flustered. Damian, however, was unaware of

had their

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

What took you so long?” Hillary

“Why does it matter? He was only at Clarissa’s; it’s not like he

knew why his parents were behaving like this; they wanted information from him. However, he

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

nodded

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

rolled

he held back from telling his parents too much. He knew that they had ulterior motives from the way their eyes glinted

for long, so I didn’t pick up

the rush, Jonathan?” Hillary relentlessly

she wanted to prompt more information

antics. He flung her arm off and growled, “I don’t want to talk anymore! I’m tired.

he quickly stormed off and locked himself in

whined to her husband, “Zach, look at your son! Do you think he’s going

there was not a trace of

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