You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

When Matthew and Clarissa arrived back in D City, George caught wind of it and immediately headed over to Zen Highlands.

Clarissa was at a loss when she found out that George was coming. She knew that things were serious if George was coming personally. That said, Matthew told her to just stay at home and that he would meet George alone.

Zen Highlands was Matthew’s territory—it was a place to keep his woman and child safe from harm.

After all, he did not want it to become a traumatic experience for Clarissa.

“Huh? Are we not letting them in? I can just bring Damian somewhere.”

Isn’t it a bit harsh to not let your own father in?

It was true that Clarissa did not want to see the Tysons, but she could have just taken their son outside or gone shopping.

“No,” Matthew refused. “It won’t take long. You’re all exhausted from traveling anyway. Take Damian to rest. We’ll head to the Wynters in the afternoon.”

With that, Clarissa had nothing more to say. It was not her father, after all.

“Damian, come on. Let’s head upstairs and take a nap.”

“Can I watch a few episodes of cartoons before we sleep, Mommy?”

“You’re only allowed one episode.”

“But…”

“No buts.”

The two were having a heartwarming conversation as they went up hand in hand while Matthew just watched. As soon as they disappeared around the corner, his smile disappeared, and his gaze turned cold.

He proceeded to pick up his coat and headed for the car.

Outside Zen Highlands, Matthew winded down his car window and looked toward the car with George and Matthias inside.

“Let’s talk back home.”

“Where’s she?”

George was upset to see that there was no one besides Matthew in the car.

He did not concern himself with the women Matthew was involved with back then, but it did not mean George could overlook the situation with the heir to the family.

Damian was cute, and it wasn’t hard for George to love him, but he just had to make sure.

“She doesn’t need to be here. I’ll do the talking.” Matthew looked at them with a cold stare.

“You? What do you think I could do to her? I’m just here to clear things up. I’m not here to hurt her. Are you trying to shoulder this on your own?”

“Let’s go back.”

George still had things to say, but it seemed to him that it was going nowhere with Matthew, so he decided to comply.

“We’re going back!” Upon his order, the driver followed behind Matthew’s car back to the Tyson residence.

She wanted to scold him, but

Nevertheless, Matthew ignored her.

sat down, the

the first to speak up. “But

signs of reaction after

me. We can do

“There’s no need to!”

continuing, his legs crossed in a leisurely manner. It was obvious that he was

you dare bother Clare about this. What you think doesn’t matter to me. You have

“You!”

the floor, and the impact echoed through the halls.

was nothing he could

else’s child so willingly? Aren’t you

and I are still the same as

longer wanted to dwell

leaving now.”

their

was not affected in the slightest.

Tyson residence

started crying. It was not just tears of frustration as she had mixed feelings about what

her own son was seduced by a woman to the point where he would disregard his family. That he would still live with her, even if the woman had a child

purpose of existence was

on earth could there be such a devilish

Margaret was filled with regret. She regretted accepting her into the family, which caused the latter

she could not just send some men over

it? Our son

“That’s enough.”

bear seeing his wife cry and let out a deep sigh. “What are you

belongs to him. After all, he treasures them dearly. So even if

“But…”

not being his.

what the Tysons did, it would all

root of

never happened and go back to normal. Or

can we do?”

was the only thing

happened. Clarissa

“Is everything okay?”

of bed, so she had a messy bedhead. She was slightly dazed

her and smiled when he saw her, helping Clarissa tidy

how it was, but Clarissa seemed to like having short hair, so she kept on wanting to get a haircut. She wanted to make it as short

the looks, so any sort of hairstyle would

“Go wake Damian

him

her speech slurred, “I… really don’t feel like going… I don’t even… know them

like a little girl, whining about how she wanted