You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 235

The most popular trend on Twitter at that moment was none other than the shout-outs to Mr. Tyson for being an incredible boyfriend and protecting his fiancée.

The Incredible Mr. Tyson, the Perfect Mr. Tyson… Regardless of what the others called him, one fact remained true. He had become the idol of every woman online.

Naturally, there were many speculations about how the powerful Mr. Tyson got together with @clarissa.quigley.

Many netizens, who were unaware of the story, stepped up and invented their own stories about it. There were tons of theories about love at first sight, or office love, and the theories only became wilder as time passed. Since Clarissa wrote novels under the penname @clarissa.quigley, many made their way to her public Twitter page and shared their theories.

Naturally, Clarissa didn’t reply to any of them, but she was happy that she could easily read the stories that the netizens came up with.

Actually reading those stories, however, got her a little upset.

She was lying in Matthew’s arms at that moment and had her back to him. Matthew, on the other hand, was stroking her hair or caressing her neck and arm with one hand. He used his free hand to hold and read a notebook and worked.

The woman in his arms was mostly quiet, but she would giggle or shake her head in disapproval every now and then.

Matthew didn’t complain. He simply grinned and turned to her from time to time to look at her with a loving gaze.

“Why do all their stories feature me courting you? Or that you made me fall for you with a flip of a hand? That’s not even possible!” protested Clarissa before she tilted her head up and pouted at Matthew.

Matthew slowly shifted his sight from the notebook and stared at the woman. He caressed the woman as he pointed out, “If we’re being honest, though, you are the one who seduced me.”

He had a straight face on and acted as if he was discussing a serious matter. He even looked like he was telling the truth.

Clarissa’s lips twitched. She had her head tilted up, and her eyes bulged. The glow in her eyes was practically screaming, “Are you kidding me?”

If she could, Clarissa would’ve turned her face into a question-mark and angry emoji to emphasize her feelings at that moment.

Matthew chuckled and asked, “What are you thinking, Clare?”

Clarissa wrinkled her nose in front of him, then sneered.

“Sure, you are absolutely right, Mr. Tyson. Everything the president says is right.”

Clarissa didn’t want to argue with Matthew because she knew what tricks he had up his sleeves. The more she tried to refute the matter, the more the guy would twist her words to his advantage.

Silence is the best way to deal with him.

In the end, Clarissa only sneered in retaliation before she turned her attention back to her phone.

Matthew raised his brow upon seeing the lady’s response to his words. Pfft, she’s so calm. She’s not even jumping and making a fuss. That is not cute at all!

Matthew’s sexy lips curved up into a grin. He pinched her cheek a little, but she swatted his hand off in annoyance.

She even turned around and completely ignored him.

Matthew couldn’t resist laughing aloud and teasing, “Are you angry?”

“I wouldn’t dare!”

“Pfft, there is nothing my Clare isn’t brave enough to do.”

“Awh, whatever do you mean, dear Mr. Tyson? Someone as lowly as me would never dare to go against you because I don’t deserve you.”

Matthew turned speechless.

Really? You’re denying being angry while saying those words in that tone?

Matthew kept quiet for a moment. He messed with her hair a little, but she never responded to him.

Cornered, Matthew asked, “Clare, is it too late for me to apologize?”

Clarissa grinned and replied cruelly, “WAY too late.”

Matthew laughed. Clarissa turned around and poked at his cheeks. Poke! Poke! Poke!

What is he laughing at?

Matthew held her hands and kissed them.

“Darling~”

Clarissa shivered. That is so corny.

“Please don’t call me that. I surrender. We’re even now, okay?”

I can’t stand it if he continues to be so corny.

Matthew chuckled at that. His deep voice moved past his throat and carried an arousing static that affected her entire body. That was even more effective than his corny words.

Clarissa extended her arms and clamped Matthew’s mouth shut. “You are not allowed to laugh!” commanded Clarissa.

Matthew suppressed his laughter and pried her hand away before kissing her palm. “Please forgive me, Clare,” said Matthew, “I was just joking. Don’t be angry.”