You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 247

With just a few words, Clarissa made Matthew weak in the knees.

How can Clare be so adorable?

A warm hue gleamed in Matthew’s deep gaze as his lips curved into a gentle arch. As he smiled to himself, he felt an instinct to pamper his little princess.

The temperature of the room rose steadily, and one could almost feel the irresistible sweet scent of love in the air.

Letting the pleasant warmth engulf every inch of his body, Matthew took his time to read through Clarissa’s draft on the computer with her in his arms.

Eventually, he joined Clarissa in bed.

Though his little girl was still deep in slumber, when he pulled her closer in bed, she made a whiny sound and nuzzled against his chest with her hands around his waist.

Matthew lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips gently as he, too, fell into a deep slumber.

The next day.

Clarissa yawned as she rolled around in bed. She dragged her feet as she went about washing up and having breakfast. As she basked under the sunlight before the window, her eyes half-open, she suddenly remembered the draft she had been working on the previous night.

Her head immediately cleared as she scrambled to find her computer.

Fortunately, the draft she had written was safely stored and saved on the computer.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Clarissa began brainstorming what to write next.

Unbeknownst to her, Matthew had already found out about her special present for him.

For the entirety of the day, Clarissa put all her time and energy into working on her draft. Only when Matthew returned home did the events from the previous day come to mind. A sense of nervousness crept up her spine as she quickly closed her computer to welcome Matthew.

“I’m sorry. I forgot about it again today, but don’t worry. From now on, I will always stay with you when you’re at home! How’s that sound?”

Clarissa smiled meekly at Matthew, praying in her head that history would not repeat itself.

To her delight, Matthew seemed to be really “understanding” that day.

Running his fingers through Clarissa’s hair endearingly, he smiled gently. His soothing voice sounded rich and smooth, like a cup of hot chocolate, very much unlike his usual tone.

“Clare, that sounds great. If you feel inspired to work on your draft now, you can go ahead. I’ll just keep you company.”

What? Why does he seem so kind and understanding today?

Clarissa felt very doubtful about Matthew’s responses. She raised her eyebrows as she locked gazes with him as if asking him if there was some sort of trap.

“What’s wrong? Hah… What are you looking at?” Matthew chuckled and stroked her cheeks.

“You’re so nice to me today. Did something good happen? Are you in a really good mood or something like that?” Clarissa smiled.

A glint flashed across Matthew’s eyes. Pursing his lips, he caressed Clarissa’s face and replied, “Well, you can say that something good happened to me. And yes, I’m in a pretty good mood.”

Clarissa blinked. “So, what is it? Did you make big money?”

As soon as those words left her mouth, she regretted saying them.

Gosh. What was I thinking? Big money? To Matthew? He’d never think that!

Money alone wouldn’t make Matthew this happy. I’ve just asked such a dumb question.

Just as Clarissa expected, Matthew shook his head and replied, “No. I was just thinking that I’m so blessed to have my little Clare. That alone is enough to make me happy all day every day.”

“Hehe… “

Clarissa could not contain her elation at all. Matthew’s affectionate gaze was making her feel shy. Covering her burning cheeks with her small hands, she smiled at him, her eyes sparkly like a night sky full of glittering stars.

Like a little girl, she tilted her head and pouted her lips.

“You’re such a sweet talker today. Are you trying to sweet-talk me?”

Even her voice sounded brighter than usual. It gave off a sense of genuine cuteness that felt wholesome.

Laughing in joy, Matthew pulled Clarissa into his arms, nudged her hands off her face, and kissed her pink cheeks.

“I’m just stating the truth.”

“Hehe… “

Clarissa’s pleasant chuckles echoed in the room.

With a contented expression as if she had just received a prized possession, she replied, “Okay! I like listening to that!”

As she said those words, she burst into merry laughter again. In that instant, they only had eyes for each other.

Afterward, Clarissa got back to the desk to write her draft while Matthew did work beside her. They remained silent and focused but would occasionally sneak a peek or stare at each other. Happiness and love were overflowing from their room.

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Clarissa had envisioned her birthday party to be a small, personal gathering at home with a few close friends and family.