You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

The act of Matthew bringing his son to look for his wife seemed heartwarmingly pitiful yet needy and insecure at the same time.

They were seated all the way at the back of the hall. When the host had begun to tease Clarissa, Matthew had found it highly amusing.

In actual fact, he really did not plan for all of that to happen, especially the part about Clarissa thinking that he appeared submissive on purpose.

Even worse, he did not expect their little spat to be the subject of a nationwide gossip.

After his sneeze, Matthew knew what was in store for him when the night ended. With a forced smile down at his son who was watching him closely, Matthew was already debating the ergonomic factors between a keyboard and a washboard for his knees.

“Daddy, I saw Mommy!” Damian said excitedly, standing on Matthew’s thigh. His curious little eyes swept the front row as they caught sight of Clarissa, though it was only her silhouette.

“Over there!” Damian pointed, his voice rising in his excitement. Matthew hastily shushed him.

“Shh, keep your voice down. If Mommy sees you, our plan to surprise her would be ruined.”

Damian covered his mouth, his eyes narrowing with glee.

Though they were seated in the shadows, the father and son outstandingly good looks had attracted a second glance of some people in front of them.

Within seconds, the entire row in front of them glanced back at Matthew and Damian incessantly.

“What a handsome man! And what a good-looking boy, too! I wonder who this celebrity is?”

“I don’t think he’s a celebrity, though I can’t deny that he looks oddly familiar. I can’t recall where I’ve seen him before…”

“Wait a minute, I think he’s… Is he?”

“Who? Who do you think it is?”

The ones who had recognized Matthew stared hard at him. As they shifted their gaze to Damian, the boy’s large innocent eyes had rendered them starstruck.

Bloody hell, the son is even more handsome than the father!

How cute!

Damian grinned toothily at the crowd, quite oblivious to the nature of their attention, though enjoying it nonetheless. Armed with just a smile, he had managed to enchant all of them into a blubbering mess.

“Aww, how I wish I could kidnap him!” a voice gushed.

“Stop daydreaming. Do you know who they are or not?”

“That’s… that’s Mr. Tyson!”

an excited

in a formal event, the girls seated on the row in front of Matthew worked hard to contain their excitement. However, that little scream was enough to

more and more people turned to look toward the back, Clarissa who was at the front row had noticed the ripple of movement. Following the direction of the crowd’s interest, her expression froze when she saw the unmistakable figure of Damian waving at

this on purpose? Clarissa

sure as hell

like there’s nowhere for you to run off to now! He even brought the boy!” Yael

you for a mute even if you

are you going to get

her

of the other attendees wherever she turned to. The smile frozen on her face had the air of a trapped deer. Clarissa had wanted

and the attendees, they managed to move Matthew and

people around her willingly gave up their seats for her husband and son. Clarissa, who

hug

so much, so I asked Daddy to bring

to work. So please sit quietly, okay? It’ll be over soon and we can head back

“Deal. I’ll

stroked Damian’s hair affectionately. Matthew had come prepared; he had dressed Damian up in a stylish coat of wool. His other motive, aside from keeping his son warm, was to mollify his wife who would undoubtedly be furious at him for embarrassing

ignore Matthew, who

His short legs swung idly as his sharp little

even more relentless

CEO is with us tonight with his son. It seems like he couldn’t bear to have his wife out of

at the host who was floored by

chest. “It should be

the sudden attention, Damian had quite forgotten his

are you teasing me?” he called out in a crisp,

to cover

you calling Mister? My boy, I’m barely

“Ha ha, you’re funny!”

you like to come up

to jump off his seat but Clarissa held him still, flashing an awkward smile in the direction of the stage. “I’m afraid that our dear guests would not be able to see the boy,” the host said remorsefully. “However, seeing such a cute child tonight has made me want to get married and have one of

was his habit, the host had diverted the crowd’s

the most eventful one the city had seen in a long time, due in part to the outspoken nature of the host. With more and more people tuning in, the numbers soon climbed to unprecedented proportions as the public was driven mad with anticipation on whether or not the family of three will be exposed that night. It would appear that the Tysons’ secrecy had stoked the public’s imagination on Clarissa’s beauty and

entire program for the sake of the Tysons, though they were overjoyed at how popular their show had

move to have extended

the actress that had gone up on stage to present the awards could not resist chiming in about Clarissa and her family. “Oh, I see the Tysons! They really are a stunning-looking family. And the kid! What

that had gone up on stage after her made

Tysons had become the trending topic of the night. Their acquaintances

I’m not going to tell you how good-looking they are

too,” another chimed in. “But I won’t tell you how attractive they