You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

After Sandra left the Zen Highlands, she gave Clarissa another call.

Clarissa would not have anything more to hide since the truth had been laid bare.

“Clarissa, all those rumors out there are pointing at how you’ve forsaken Hilary. I really wanted to clear your name but I was afraid that you might not agree to it. But now that everyone knows the truth, can I clear the air?”

Clarissa still rejected her offer.

“Sandra, to be honest, I do not want to reveal the truth not because I’m hesitant about letting Kayla and James know. I’m just worried about my family, especially Grandma. I don’t want to let her know…”

Sandra wanted to say something but decided to bite her tongue in the end.

Clarissa was a filial granddaughter after all. She was willing to suffer indignation for Catherine.

It was evident that she was treated well at the Quigleys back then. Even though their financials were not too strong, at least she was loved growing up.

“Don’t we have any other choice?”

“Just let it be. I don’t care about what other people say about me. Those are just strangers whom I don’t give a dime about. I only care about those who care about me. Thank you for looking out for me. I’m really doing okay right now.”

“We’re family, Clarissa. You should call me Aunt Sandra, by the way. Mrs. Wynter knows about this too. I guess she will want to meet you.”

“We’ll talk about this later.”

Clarissa hung up the phone and Matthew kept her phone again after she was done.

“Are you really okay?”

Matthew was worried that Clarissa might be distressed after the Smallwoods visited her.

However, it seemed like she was quite calm and composed.

Clarissa’s lips twitched. “Why not? I’m doing great right now. Don’t worry, but…”

Matthew focused on the ‘but’ and asked nervously, “But what?”

“I feel like eating cherries.”

“Hmm?”

Matthew took a few seconds to respond. “Sure, I’ll send someone to get it.”

Then, he hurriedly ordered his people to get the freshest cherries imported from abroad.

Even though it took quite some time, it was the best that they could find in all of D City.

in just one hour, Clarissa clutched the bowl of cherries in her hands as she relaxed and listened to Matthew recite a poem in another language with his baritone voice.

Clarissa was finally regaining her vitality after the commotion caused by the Smallwoods. She ate more during dinner, and started to feel all bored from getting pent up at home all the time.

“Hubby, let’s go hiking tomorrow.”

suggestion surprised

smile fleeted across his

it really okay

a fiddle. I’ve been staying far too long at home. I want to

into your term.

go hiking, then let’s go for a

was

“It’s too cold.”

go shopping

paparazzies are still trailing us.

air. She no longer looked laggard.

can I

the return

chuckled and circled her into his embrace. However, Clarissa struggled to free

let her go immediately, fearing that she might put too much strain

about if we have a picnic and barbeque

this different from staying home? I want some fresh air, and

for people and the atmosphere,

Matthew informed a bunch of people to attend a

atmosphere. I’ve asked them to prepare everything required. You’re going to be able to enjoy the atmosphere tomorrow,

turned into a

she continued to munch on her cherries and

were snatched away by

stop eating right now.

to just

a bunch of people reached Zen Highlands early in the morning but the organizer

gentlemen, Mrs. Tyson is still resting. Mr. Tyson has asked all of you to keep it down. The tools required are all ready

skimping on this. Who’s the

know that those

and stood up right away. “Let’s just prepare some

have eyes for

barbeque in the courtyard of Zen Highlands, sending

aside doing nothing as she

so you and Henry

Henry as the man was barbequing some skewers. The man did not forget to wink

not; what does it matter? The time will tell if we’re truly meant to be

is going

This mutually beneficial relationship with no strings

He’s not like that anymore. I’m afraid that he’s looking for something serious right now. You should look at how adoringly he stares at Damian sometimes, lamenting that he wants to have a son or

woman who’s willing to

about to say something before Yaala interrupted her. “Ellie, you don’t have to sound me out for him, you know. We can communicate openly with

easy on me either. For the record,

and grabbed something to eat. Yarick was a glutton, and Ellie reckoned that it would be wise

party and made it even

up just before noon. She peered outside the window and noticed the courtyard was bustling with