You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 122

Clarissa could struggle with her might, but she couldn’t pry free from Matthew’s arms.

In the end, she fell limp in his arms, heaving in exhaustion. With her messy hair and crumpled outfit, she was all flushed.

Finally, she stopped struggling. However, to her surprise, Matthew released her.

Clarissa was about to leave when Yaala walked over. Seeing the former’s disheveled appearance was like catching them red-handed.

More so when the male protagonist’s coat was lying on the ground, and the female protagonist’s dress was messy. Her face was meanwhile flushed…

It looked as if what had gone on here before had been quite intense.

“Hehe… I’m sorry for the sudden intrusion.”

“Not so, Ms. Zaha. You’ve misunderstood…”

Clarissa felt like crying. She wanted to stop Yaala from leaving, but she halted and hurriedly tidied herself up.

She turned her head and looked fiercely at Matthew. She also stared at Matthew’s coat that fell on the ground, which seemingly added insult to her injured pride.

Matthew’s expression was indifferent, however, a smile seemed to have flashed across his gaze.

As Clarissa turned to leave, he growled softly, “Clare, I don’t agree to your proposed break-up.”

Pausing, Clarissa turned her head and raised her eyebrows. Those beautiful eyes that were staring back were full of mockery and coldness.

“So? For me, when I said break up, I mean it seriously.”

“Okay then,” Matthew agreed yet uttered another surprising statement, “I’ll just pursue you once more.”

“Who gave you the right to say that? You’re someone else’s fiancé!”

“Clare, would you listen to me? What have I done exactly? I’m not anyone’s husband, much less anyone’s fiancé. But I’ll say this: in the future, I’ll be your husband. And that’s for sure.”

“…”

Clarissa cursed secretly in her heart. What a shameless man.

Even though she did not utter those words, her cold eyes seemingly conveyed the message.

She uttered, “This has nothing to do with me. I don’t want to know either.”

“Good. I won’t mention it anymore then. You just have to accept my pursuit.”

“Fat chance!”

Clarissa decided not to waste any more time arguing with him, hence she lifted her skirt, turned, and walked away.

As she left, Matthew stared at her back until her silhouette disappeared from his sight. After a long time, he finally bent down and picked up his coat, only to find fresh footprints on it.

Jeremy, who happened to be standing near, initially had not wanted to peek at the whole going-on. Seeing Matthew walking out, he could not help but asked, “Hey, Matt. Such a dirty coat. Might as well chuck it away. Why are you still carrying it?”

“Clare did this to the coat.”

Matthew’s reply caught Jeremy off guard.

Woah. Why’s Matt acting like an idiot here?

Jeremy fidgeted uncomfortably as his expression twitched. He was at a loss of what to say and could only give a dry laugh. “Hehe,” he uttered awkwardly, his eyes fixated on the coat while feeling a certain pain at the sight.

…

Meanwhile, Clarissa, with a slightly red face, walked up to Yaala awkwardly.

“Ms. Zaha, it’s not what you think.”

Yaala formed a smile, “Well, I actually don’t want to be nosy. After all, someone like Mr. Tyson can be quite charming. However, his relationship with Shermaine…”

“I’m not his mistress,” Clarissa firmly stated.

Seeing there was no one nearby, she whispered to Yaala, “Well, I was in a relationship with him. But knowing of his relationship with Shermaine, I broke up with him.”

Yaala seemed to understand the whole situation.

Someone powerless like Clarissa was the one who always suffered in this kind of situation.

Yaala sympathized with her, even felt sorry for her.

“So Mr. Tyson is a two-timer?” she ventured.

Clarissa froze in silence, before muttering, “He’s not that kind of person.”

Yaala raised her brows, confused with Clarissa’s reply. Does she still want to defend him?

She couldn’t let go of the whole thing yet, could she?

Feeling embarrassed by Yaala’s look, Clarissa meekly said, as if she was confiding to an older sister, “I won’t accept him ever again. Yet I still believe in his upright character. His affair with Shermaine probably isn’t as scandalous as the outside media make it to be. No matter what, I’ve already broken up with him. I’m not looking to get back together with him either. I know this sounded like a contradiction but surely you can understand what I mean, right?”

Yaala sighed.

Of course, I can understand. How can’t I?

But this naive girl before me obviously still can’t let go of Matthew Tyson. Sure, she may have said that she doesn’t want to rekindle the relationship. But with her soft heart, and Mr. Tyson’s persistence and perseverance – they will surely get back together sooner or later.

As for the affair with Shermaine, Yaala did not believe in Matthew’s character at all, unlike Clarissa.

Mayhap it is not the question of character. Rather, due to the positions of these people in society, marriages for them are simply avenues to advance their interests. Even if he really does love Clarissa, what could that entail?

Could he really marry a nobody like Clarissa?

Even Yaala felt troubled by this question in her mind.

She was at a loss of what to say.

“Clarissa, I hope you can keep your pure heart all the way to the end.”

After all, she herself had seen too many ladies who had lost their pure hearts. In fact, hadn’t she lost hers a long time ago?

Therefore, even though this statement was easier said than done, what needed to be said must still be stated.

Clarissa smiled, “Ms. Zaha, I understand perfectly what you mean.”

As their conversation came to an end, Clarissa did not tarry around for long. She left and called for a ride home with her mobile phone. Returning to her apartment, she took a shower. After that, she went out to the balcony and looked down. Sure enough, the car appeared downstairs yet again.

Clarissa smirked and went to bed.