You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 102

Clarissa suddenly felt embarrassed as her face paled slightly over what she said.

What was there to fear?

She hooked up with someone, refused to tell me, but she’s scared as well?

What kind of boyfriend would elicit such a response?

Clarissa rarely had a reason to come to D City. She didn’t even know that many people in the area, aside from her friends and family. Perhaps there were others like her colleagues or her maternal family members.

But it was not the case.

So the man was ten years older with a decent social standing and did not want her to know of his relationship with Clarissa.

Ellie said nothing and only stood there in silence. She understood.

Instead, she clenched her fists and looked at Clarissa.

“Well, Clarissa. When you first moved into the Tyson Corporation staff hostels, I remember running into my uncle,” said Ellie sarcastically. “If I recall correctly, you walked out of the elevator with him. At the time, I even made that joke about him keeping a mistress.”

The joke she made Clarissa deeply uncomfortable.

Clarissa was about to refute her when Ellie waved her aside. She had managed to reflect on everything and eventually filled in the gaps on what she thought was strange before, all on her own.

“I also remember him showing up at the film studio. Not to catch up with me or anything, but he went there because something happened to you. It was you he went to see.”

“You came back to your old place. You came back to D City for Uncle Matt’s sake, I assume?”

“You moved from the apartment your mother gave you to your old place, which was then handled by my Uncle Matt. Later, you claimed to be living with your boyfriend. Or rather, you were living in… Zen Highlands? I think that’s where Uncle Matt lives most of the time.”

“When there was that incident on the internet, both Uncle Matt and Mr. Justin came forth to help you personally. It wasn’t because I had asked or that it was to do me a favor. It was because both you and Uncle Matt were seeing each other!”

“You had gotten in the way of blows meant for me. Uncle Matt went to the police station to sort this out, also because it was you who had gotten injured. It wasn’t because he cared about me, but he felt sorry that you got hurt.”

“And the most recent bit? Helen’s wedding? She knew that you were dating Uncle Matt and tried to curry favor with you.”

With each sentence, Clarissa’s heart sank further as she grew even paler in the face of Ellie’s tirade.

It did not take long for Clarissa to feel the weight of her guilt. Ellie’s sneering only added insult to injury.

Clarissa wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Instead, she could only mouth two words.

“I’m sorry.”

“Did you just apologize?”

The apology sounded even more absurd to Ellie. She looked at Clarissa, her gaze a convoluted mess of emotions that ranged from sadness, disappointment, and a hard chill.

Clarissa hurriedly went over hoping to hold Ellie’s hand, but she sidestepped it before Clarissa could even approach her.

“Don’t touch me. Clarissa, you were my best friend. I trusted you!”

Ellie choked back tears and glared at Clarissa. The pair seemed to sport the same, red-rimmed eyes.

“He is my uncle, Clarissa! You disgust me!”

After that, Ellie quickly got up and left. Clarissa nearly fainted.

When Matthew returned to the Tyson residence, it was there that he found out about Shermaine’s return to D City.

His stern face frowned slightly when he saw her standing there in conversation with Old Mrs. Tyson.

The old lady could not help but say something when she caught a glimpse of her son’s expression. “What is the frown for? I can’t ask you to come home every now and then and keep us company? Do you dislike your own parents now?”

It was an accusation too large for even Matthew to refute, out of concern of disrespect.

As such, he could only sit down as Matthias shot his brother a look of sympathy.

With Shermaine there, Matthew would not be the main subject of ire for too long. However, he only spoke to Matthias and his father about current issues and politics and did not really engage personally with Shermaine.

Old Mrs. Tyson could not tolerate this and took the old man away. She then winked at her eldest son and daughter-in-law as their cue to leave the scene.

Finally, only Matthew and Shermaine remained, in spite of the pair’s silence.

“Matt, have I given you a negative impression or something? I know I’m not perfect enough, but I do like you. Won’t you give me a chance?”

Matthew’s cold gaze lingered on her briefly as he picked up the teacup with his fingers and took a sip.

“Shermaine, my relationship with you is like what I share with Ellie. Familial, or even professional, really.”

“Maybe my age is off-putting, but I’m already a grown woman. I understand if you dislike me, but you haven’t even given me a chance. We’ve barely said a word to each other, and that isn’t fair to me at all. After all, how am I any different from the strangers you’ve dated?”

Matthew was silent for a moment, but his voice remained as ruthless and impassive as ever.

“That’s enough, Shermaine.”

This humiliated and saddened Shermaine. She clenched her fists, and tears fell onto her face. It was truly a pitiful sight.

Matthew, however, remained unmoved.

Old Mrs. Tyson, who had been spying on them from the side all this while, decided to make an entrance. “Don’t cry, Shermaine. Let me tell Matthew off for your sake.”

Shortly after, she directed her anger at Matthew.