You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Damian did not like the weather in D City but after a heavy snowfall, he was able to make a snowman outdoors which compensated for his initial dislike.

As for Clarissa, she never liked doing activities in the cold snowy weather. However, any adult watching a heavy snowfall would revert back to being a child. As such, she helped her son build the snowman.

Yet, when the snowman did not meet Damian’s expectations, his mood dampened and he felt upset.

The boy whined, “Mommy, the snowman is so ugly. I don’t want it…”

Clarissa was helpless. “Damian, this is the best I could do…”

Still pouting, Damian could not bring himself to accept that the big, ugly, and shapeless snowman was his.

Left with no option, Damian started sobbing and crying.

Clarissa was at the end of her wits and all she could do was to text Matthew for help.

At that moment, Matthew was in a meeting. After receiving the message, he smiled when he saw the picture of the ugly snowman in the yard sent by Clarissa.

The text read: Help. Damian thinks the snowman I made is ugly. What should I do? Give me some guidance.

Building a snowman was not something that Matthew had done before and thus, he had no idea how to go about it.

In the conference room, the executives were silent for a moment, waiting for instructions from the president. In the end, what they got were not instructions, but instead, a question from him.

“Can anyone give me the fastest way to build a beautiful snowman?”

Everyone was dumbfounded before turning to look out the window, gazing at the snow that was still falling heavily outside.

Is the president trying to imply something? Is he trying to use a snowman as a metaphor for our work?

Yes, that is likely the case. Although making a snowman is something only a child would do, from the planning till the implementation, it requires both actions and also aesthetics. From the birth of an idea to carrying it out, it must be a combination of actions and thoughts. Is the president hinting to us that we’re only using our brains without practical action?

“President, I used to help my children make them. According to my experience, although making a snowman seems simple, it does require coordination. If you’re not careful, the snowman might turn out different than what you expected. So, for starters… Secondly… What needs to be noted is… Finally…”

Matthew listened and nodded thoughtfully, looking as if he was satisfied with the suggestions.

“President, I do agree with what he said, but I have a second feasible plan. I think…”

What came next was several people giving their own opinions or affirming what had been said. Of course, those who had actually built a snowman when they were young had the most say.

These suggestions were all recorded by Matthew using his mobile phone. After Clarissa received the information, she listened to how these elites talked about making a snowman through sophisticated planning, and she had mixed feelings about it.

Clarissa tried to put the ideas of these elites into practice. She felt that since these instructions on ways to build a snowman were from talented individuals of Tyson Corporation, it must be effective.

Hence, she trusted their methods.

Clarissa started making the snowman seriously and carefully, hoping to make

as he watched his mother trying to create a snowman that would hopefully be an adorable one that

Half an hour passed.

soon turned

exactly as they instructed.

snowman that his mother had made. His small face had a serious expression. If one looked closely, one could even see the unhappiness and disappointment on the little boy’s

nearby with an awkward smile on her

must be something I missed. Maybe I should just start from scratch

speaking, he looked up at her, then sighed. He turned around and said as

a

Damian looking down

After changing into a fresh set of clothes, the mother-son pair were seated together on the soft rug. As Clarissa watched her son putting

into practice. Now, I can’t make my son proud anymore. I wonder what’s going to happen once this little

he would despise her even more. When that happens, I’ll become the dumbest of the family and both he and

about that scenario sent a chill

Clarissa gave Matthew a

anything, Clarissa blurted out, “Matthew, in your eyes, I’m the smartest woman ever, right? In the future, you must

was low and he sounded strained when he said, “Clare, I’m on the way

shocked and she sprang up immediately, scaring

you hurt?

me, it’s George. He

it could be for an elderly

tone was calm when she said, “I got it.

Matthew as no one knew

son was

“Mommy, what happened?”

plump little hands a squeeze,

“Alright.”

silent for a while before saying, “Actually, it’s about your daddy’s father, your Grandpa. He fell and Daddy has gone to the hospital

“Grandpa?”

knew words like Grandpa and Grandma. He also knew that Grandpa was his

simply a man who was a bit older,

the age where he could understand his father’s concern. He blinked and asked, “Is Grandpa going to receive injections? It will be painful,

need to remember that on a snowy day, you can’t run too fast or you’ll fall, okay? And if you fall, it will be

he heard about injections, Damian was so frightened that he clutched

boy and I won’t fall. You, too, Mommy, be a good

by her son’s worried

“Alright, I’ll be good.”

on in age as well and she had to instruct the elder woman and Jenny to be extra careful. After all, the possibility of falling down at such an age