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!”

came an excited

formal event, the girls seated on the row in front of Matthew worked hard to contain

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

do this

sure as hell

run off to now! He even brought

teeth. “Yael, nobody’s gonna mistake you

to get out of this,

witty retort at her disposal, which

the other attendees wherever she turned to. The smile frozen on her face had the air of a trapped deer. Clarissa had wanted nothing more than to cover her

quick communication between the organizers and the attendees, they managed to move Matthew and

her husband and son. Clarissa, who felt that she could not endure the embarrassment for much

ran to hug

I asked Daddy to bring me

so! But I still have to work. So please sit quietly, okay? It’ll be over soon and we can head back home. If you’re good,

obediently. “Deal.

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 her like that. He was confident that by seeing how handsome her son looked, her anger would not

completely ignore Matthew, who was standing beside

the seat. His short legs swung idly as his sharp little eyes surveyed the stage with interest, to the delight of

became even

bear to have his wife out of sight for too long. What a pity that our

smiled back at the host who was

he exclaimed, clutching his chest. “It should be illegal to

attention, Damian had

you teasing me?” he called out

jumped in alarm, but it was too late to cover the boy’s mouth. The host grimaced in

calling Mister? My boy, I’m barely

“Ha ha, you’re funny!”

you like

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

was his habit, the host had diverted the crowd’s attention to somebody

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

the intention of the organizers to derail their entire program for the sake of the Tysons, though they were overjoyed at how popular their show had become thanks

to have

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

on stage after her made

night. Their acquaintances on Twitter helped raise their popularity even further

them,” someone boasted. “But I’m not going to

I won’t tell you