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.

whom she had not seen for so long. She wanted to scold him, but the urge seemed to die down as soon as he came in. Hence,

Nevertheless, Matthew ignored her.

down, the atmosphere became

you don’t believe the test result, so be it.” George was the first to speak up. “But I’ve made

signs of

don’t trust me. We can do

“There’s no need to!”

stopped George from continuing, his legs crossed in a leisurely manner. It was obvious that

What you think doesn’t matter to me. You have no right to interfere

“You!”

his cane on the floor, and the impact echoed

nothing he could

you sure you could raise someone else’s child so

you can keep your opinions. But Clare and I are still the same as before; nothing has

Matthew finished, he no longer wanted to dwell

now.” He stood

got nothing out of their plan to get Matthew there—no explanations

hand, was not affected in the slightest. After all, the test result meant nothing to

left, the Tyson residence fell in

not just tears of frustration as

would still live with her, even if the woman had a child with another man. Moreover, he was

like Clarissa’s sole purpose of existence was to

could there be such a

with regret. She regretted accepting her into the

ago. Right now, she could not just send some men over and threaten

this is it?

“That’s enough.”

a deep sigh. “What are you crying for? From the look

if Clarissa

“But…”

his. To

what the Tysons did, it

the root

normal. Or they could brood over it while Matthew continued on with his life,

What else can we do?”

sighing was the only

though nothing had happened. Clarissa came

“Is everything okay?”

bed, so she had a messy bedhead. She was

smiled when he saw her, helping Clarissa tidy

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 as

had the looks, so any sort of hairstyle would look good on

head and kissed her. “Go wake Damian up, maybe? Let’s go to

on him sleepily with her arm around

really don’t feel like going… I don’t even… know

whining about