You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 20

Clarissa found it hard to communicate with him.

“I’m full. Uncle Matthew, I’ll be going now. Goodbye!” With that, she stood up and left for her bedroom.

The next moment, she noticed he was following her.

Having no idea of his intention, she ignored him while quickening her pace.

After she entered her bedroom, the man pressed his hand against the door to prevent her from closing it.

When she instinctively looked up, her eyes met his cold gaze. Inexplicably, she became a little fearful of him. “Uncle Matthew, is there anything else?”

Before she had even realized it, Matthew pushed open the door and slid into her room.

With her brows knotted, she walked into the room after him.

She felt suffocated at his formidable presence; it seemed as if her room had suddenly shrunk. Standing meekly before him, she asked, “Uncle Matthew, do you have anything to say? Did I do something wrong?”

Matthew subconsciously tightened his hands in his pocket. He fixed his eyes on her as if he was trying to see through her.

“Have you forgotten about what happened yesterday?” he finally asked.

“Uh, I… I do remember something…”

“What do you remember?”

“I remember that Ellie and I have drunk quite a lot…” she trailed off as that was all that she could remember.

Matthew pursed his lips. “That’s it?”

“I normally fall asleep when I’m drunk. But Uncle Matthew, why are you asking me this? Did I do anything else?”

Matthew fell into silence for a while. Suddenly, he moved toward her, forcing her to take a few steps backward.

Clarissa had her back pressed against the door. Her eyes grew wide, looking at the man looming over her. “U-uncle Matthew…” Her voice was trembling.

“You couldn’t recall it?”

She was clueless at his words. Recall about what?

Before she could say anything, she saw Matthew lowered his head, moving closer to her. Their faces were only inches apart when all of a sudden, his phone rang, ruining the atmosphere between them.

Matthew narrowed his eyes at the interruption. He then pulled himself away from her to answer the call.

Clarissa heaved a sigh of relief, and that was when she realized the back of her shirt was drenched in sweat. She sat on the couch that was a distance away from Matthew, looking warily at him.

Matthew cast his eyes over her while talking to the phone. “Alright, I got it. I’ll head back right now.”

After he ended the call, he looked at Clarissa and said, “Try to recall until you remember it.”

With that, he turned and left the room. As his figure vanished from sight, Clarissa loosened up and then slouched into the couch.

Her face flushed. What was Uncle Matthew trying to do to me just now? And… What is it that I’m supposed to recall?