You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 190

He spoke domineeringly, leaving no room for discussion.

Triggered by his words, Margaret’s heart rate shot up, and she clutched her chest while breathing heavily as though she was about to faint.

Yuliana quickly tried to console her by giving her water and appeasing her. Then, she looked around and realized that no one else seemed anxious.

Even Ellie felt embarrassed for Margaret.

“Grandma, stop acting. The last time you were like that, we sent you to the hospital. However, the doctor said you were in the pink of health. Please stop your act.”

“Rascal, what are you saying?” Yuliana chided her daughter.

Although Margaret may not be ill, at least they should pretend to care for the older lady since she was trying so hard to pretend that she was unwell.

Shaking, Margaret wagged her finger at her son.

“Matthew, do you want to be the reason for my death? Sure, go ahead and send me to my grave. Once I kick the bucket, no one will be in the way of your marriage with that s*ut. You are such an unfilial son!”

Matthew flicked off the cigarette ashes and took another puff. Then, he turned to look at his father.

“Dad, do you share mother’s thoughts?”

George looked like someone had burst his bubble. Staring back at his son, he stammered, “Huh? What?”

“What are your thoughts about my decision to marry Clarissa?” Matthew asked again.

Instantly, George could feel the heat from his wife’s stare.

Frowning, he shrugged. “I don’t make decisions for every single thing in the household. You are already an adult, so why do you need my consent for anything?”

Of course, Margaret was unhappy to hear his reply.

“George!” she whined.

“Come on. Matthew is already thirty-six years old, not six nor sixteen. He has lived almost half his life. Why does he need your consent for the person he decides to marry?” George reasoned.

He rarely expressed his opinions.

But every time he did, Margaret had to listen to him.

Despite so, Matthew’s marriage was one thing she would not give in to.

Once she heard his rebuttal, she snapped back, “I am his mom, and so long as I don’t accept his decision, he cannot get married. Well, if she is that great, he can try to disown me.”

Matthew frowned.

Squeezing out the cigarette in his hand, he uttered, “That’s it. I’m leaving.”

“What? Matthew, don’t you dare…”

Despite Margaret’s request, he already stood up and left the Tyson residence.

She did not hold him back. There were so many people in the house today, yet none of them was standing on her side, and it made her angrier.

“What is the meaning of that? That’s it? Is he really set on marrying Clarissa? Does he want me dead? Huh?” Margaret complained hysterically.

Other than Yuliana, who tried to reassure her, the rest did not have that much patience.

George did not even bat an eyelid, while Matthias exasperatedly expressed, “Mom, Dad is right. Matthew is thirty-six years old. Besides, given his personality, do you think you can control him? You can’t even handle him when he was young, much less now.”

From a young age, Matthew was stubborn and always wanted to do things his way. No one could stop him.

For the things he wanted, he would do everything to get them,

Needless to say, he had not changed much. He managed to build up Tyson Corporation single-handedly and successfully expanded it into what it is today. Given his abilities and personality, who could control or stop him?

“Even so, don’t you realise that Matthew’s marriage will impact you in some way? Matthias, don’t you think Sienna would suit him better? Why don’t you persuade him?” Margaret tried her luck.

Matthias did not reply. Meanwhile, Ellie, who could not stand it any longer, step in to defend her Uncle Matthew. “Grandma, you are forcing Uncle Matt to marry a wife you like. What is the difference between that and an arranged marriage? He doesn’t like Sienna, yet you want him to keep a woman like that around him for life. Isn’t that a torture? That doesn’t show your love for him. In contrast, it seems like you hate him so much to deny him of happiness.”

“Nonsense!”

Margaret quickly retorted, “If Sienna is not his cup of tea, why don’t he try others? I don’t believe I can’t find someone else he likes. No matter what, I will never approve of Clarissa.”