You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

It was obvious to the bystanders that Miserable Matt, as they called him, was the submissive one in the marriage.

That was the impression that Matthew had left. The sight of him walking meekly behind his wife was amusing and pitiful.

Not content with just talking about it, some of them even took photographs of Matthew to be posted online. Even in them, his annoyed gaze upon Clarissa was evident.

Spurred by the vivid descriptions and amusing circumstances, the Internet’s interest in Matthew made him a trending topic once again.

When the couple had gotten into the car after Clarissa was finally done, their phones rang with notifications on the unflattering images and Matthew’s new moniker.

“Hmph! I think ‘Dramatic Matt’ is more appropriate,” said Clarissa with a disdainful glare at Matthew.

Matthew was a naturally gifted actor, and Clarissa understood that the entire charade was a farce. Unfortunately for her, she knew that she would be in for a thorough scolding the moment they reached home.

At the sound of her voice, Matthew looked up. Her stern glare made Matthew feel as if he had done something heinous and unforgivable.

“Clarissa, what did I do this time to earn your ire?” Matthew asked shamelessly.

“Stop pretending, Matthew.” Clarissa laughed coldly. “I’m sure you are well aware of what you did.”

Matthew shrugged. “I really am not.”

“You’re full of rubbish!” Clarissa employed the same phrase she used to describe her son previously. Like father, like son.

“Clare, I really don’t get what you mean,” Matthew persisted.

Clarissa’s smile was dangerously icy as her tolerance for his feigned ignorance ran thin. “Matthew, you wouldn’t have the patience to walk behind me all day if you really were upset, would you? You would have just hauled me back home instead of following me around and carrying my bags. If that wasn’t a show, I don’t know what is. I don’t believe for a second that you’re not aware that you’re a celebrity around these parts and that the other shoppers knew who you were. You got what you wanted, didn’t you? For everybody on the Internet to know that you’re such a wonderful husband that you wouldn’t leave me no matter how badly I had treated you. You’re a sly b*stard, Matthew.”

Matthew was not about to defend himself. Instead, he asked her a question in return. “So, you’re expecting me to haul you back home?”

Clarissa was rendered speechless. However, she quickly recovered for a retort. “Don’t change the subject! The point is that you planned the whole thing out to make me look bad. You…”

“Yes, I did. But you enjoyed it, didn’t you?” Matthew cut her off.

“I… Matthew Tyson! Shut the hell up!” Clarissa exclaimed.

Mischief flitted across Matthew’s eyes. Forced to comply with Clarissa’s wishes to avoid a quarrel, he simply shrugged and dropped the subject in the face of his wife’s rising anger. If he pushed her any harder, he would have hell to pay. She’ll cool down soon.

They sat in silence as Clarissa stared out the window.

Matthew, on the other hand, waited patiently for Clarissa’s anger to subside. Soon after, she turned to face him, clearly still peeved. There was still a flash of anger in her bright eyes.

Matthew was aroused at his wife’s passion, as he thought that her flushed cheeks were very attractive. He wanted to kiss her and hold her in his arms badly.

fantasy went unnoticed by Clarissa, however, as she was

as a horrible wife, I’m still going to wear whatever the hell I want. In fact, I’ll be happier

not act miserable, you know.” Matthew endeavored to defend himself

rolled her eyes. She was not going to give him the satisfaction of

the journey home was

opted to spend time with Damian over

Matthew, he had made no attempt to reconcile with her as well. The atmosphere between them was so tense that even little Damian could tell that something

not outwardly quarrel, they could sense that something was

why don’t you give Daddy a kiss?” he asked Clarissa

glanced uneasily at Matthew who

do you ask that?” Clarissa turned away from Matthew to

haven’t kissed each other

Damian’s surprise. He was actually a very bright child who acted ignorantly. He is so much like his father,

Damian. Though visibly annoyed, she could not bear

eyelashes as he awaited his mother’s response to his proposition, looking like the embodiment of

her son well. When he was in a bratty mood, Damian behaved the exact opposite, like

least he isn’t

her brain for an excuse as to why she did not want

to her and aimed a swift peck at the corner of her mouth. He then sat back down, grinning at his wife and

Instinctively, he turned toward his mother

bit back a retort that rose to her

forced herself to smile at Damian, looking more like she had a toothache. It was comical to see all of her teeth on display in such an

help but laugh at how ridiculous it looked. It was in this

son, the tension between the couple seemed to have abated slightly. However, as soon as Damian was put to bed,

rubbed his temples as he laughed resignedly at

really going

sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, Matthew crept into the guest room and carried her back into the

resentment she held for her husband, she turned toward him and burrowed her head into

had only intended on giving her a kiss but in his passion, he ran his hands all over her body. Clarissa slept so soundly that she did not even notice his eager fingers to put up

she fell asleep in. As she brushed her teeth, she caught a glimpse of Matthew coming up the stairs, fresh from his morning run.

the previous night as he kissed her good morning. When Clarissa was in the shower, she stared at her reflection for a long time before recalling the events

good night’s sleep had erased from her memory the fact that she had been upset with Matthew the day before, even vowing to

guess that vow did not

expression on Clarissa’s face as she descended the stairs for breakfast that she was no longer groggy for him

run downstairs in excitement, for some reason determined to play with the vacuum cleaner. Here

from his mother’s expression, Damian ran about, fueled by the excitement that came seemingly out

this instant for breakfast, you won’t be eating

threat fell on deaf ears as the

steady herself. “Damian, time