You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

“What else could I be?” Clarissa asked. She giggled softly and reached up to caress his face before continuing in a subdued voice, “I’m your wife, alright?”

Matthew chuckled contently at Clarissa’s compliance. He gave her a quick peck and approved, “Good.”

Although he wanted to deepen the kiss, he held himself back because this wasn’t the right place and time for that.

So instead, he pinched her cheek and said, “I came here to tell you that I’ll be gone for a one-week business trip. I’m leaving right after this. Don’t forget to miss me, alright?”

In an instant, Clarissa pouted dejectedly. It was clear from her soured expression that she didn’t want him to leave. However, all she could do was nod reluctantly.

“Alright. Remember to take care of yourself! Don’t pull all-nighters, and don’t forget to eat your meals…”

Clarissa rambled on in an anxiously fast voice. It wasn’t long before Matthew’s phone rang, signaling that it was time for him to go.

After walking Matthew to his car, Clarissa dragged her dispirited self back to the studio. A gloomy expression shrouded her face as she was still hung up on Matthew’s sudden parting. Despite this, Mandy and the studio’s two newly-signed authors boldly approached her. It just so happened that the two authors were present in the studio today. Hence, they witnessed and became insiders, like the other employees, to this ground-breaking secret—Clarissa really was romantically involved with the President of Tyson Corporation.

“Clarissa, could you get me Mr. Tyson’s autograph when he gets back?” The female author, who goes by the name of Hilda, drooled whilst asking.

The male author reacted much calmer. This pudgy middle-aged man went by the penname of Oz and specialized in the mystery and crime genre. His works had also become quite a hit in recent years.

In contrast with the lovestruck Hilda, he was composed and only gave a mental acknowledgment—Mr. Tyson is certainly a top-tier man.

Some of the employees had overheard Hilda’s question and chimed in, “Why do you need his autograph? You’re only awestruck because it’s your first time seeing Mr. Tyson. Besides, Hilda, you should be more rational. Mr. Tyson is Clarissa’s man. He’s basically family at this point, so stop with your dramatics.”

Hilda couldn’t fathom why the other employees were so unfazed. However, she felt that their words made sense. I’ll probably be like them once I get used to seeing Mr. Tyson in the studio.

“Clarissa! Must you and Mr. Tyson always put on such a passionate display in front of us single people? It’s simply too much to witness…”

“Yeah! You’ve got to put a leash on your man. Restrain him from being so touchy-feely the next time he visits…”

The studio’s employees hopped into the conversation and teased her. Being surrounded by their bubbly personalities, Clarissa found herself cracking a few jokes and giggling along. She no longer felt miserable about parting with Matthew.

It’s only a business trip, after all.

When Matthew was out of town, Clarissa felt bored and had no idea how to pass the time. She eventually decided to take Damian on a dinner date with Ellie and Damon. It’ll be a catch-up session since I didn’t see Damon at the last gathering. Plus, I can finally introduce my little boy, Damian, to him.

“This is your son, Damian? He’s got your pretty looks!” Damon chuckled as he scanned every inch of the boy’s face.

At the same time, Damian was also inquisitively checking Damon out.

Then Damian suddenly retorted, “You’re supposed to say I’m handsome, not pretty.”

Damian’s correction. “You’re a smart one, aren’t you? Alright, my bad. I

you. You’re handsome too,

“I see you’re quite the sweet talker

for Damian’s puffy cheeks, as well as his quick-witted responses. It was these parts of Damian that

could never get bored of the charming little boy. Even watching him slurp on his soup

here, why don’t you each settle down and make one of your own? I’ve realized that life becomes complete once you have a

was uncertain if she was considering having a child or if she thought about

simply because I want a kid. That’s too irresponsible to both the woman and my

You’re just

to join in,

his squeaky voice, the adults at

the little fluffball of a boy, Damon warmed up to the idea of having a

and chatted with Ellie. The women walked behind Damon as he led the

couples approached him from both sides. Damon frowned after realizing that one of the couples was his uncle and aunt—Jacque and

He knew that it would only make things awkward, especially

they quickly understood why when they noticed the little boy in Clarissa’s

rumored son of

I’ll be! Looks like the rumors

meet again, Ms. Quigley,”

Sandra had taken the initiative to greet first, Clarissa

jumped at the chance to ask, “Sandra,

realization flickered in Sandra’s eyes. She knew that the couple was acquainted with Ellie. However, she wasn’t

is Ms. Quigley and Ms. Tyson. I’m sure you guys

Ms. Quigley?

before. They were fairly intelligent people, so they soon realized why Ms. Quigley sounded like a familiar

faces twisted

hell, and it was all because of Clarissa. She glared venomously as if she wanted Clarissa dead.

It’s all your fault! You’re the reason my daughter has fallen this low. You cruel b*tch. Why did you hurt my daughter? Why did you seduce her man, you vile homewrecker? You’ll burn in hell

because it was rare for Kayla to utter such

repulsion for her sister-in-law’s maniacal

her, Clarissa’s face turned a sullen grey. She glowered at James and

be

them. However, it still hurt Clarissa to see

others could jump in and ease the

ignorant of who the real villain is and are unable to discern right from wrong. It’s no wonder Shermaine went to prison; perhaps you failed to teach her morals. Tsk. How is any of this my fault? Did I tell her to

your rotten