You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 266

“At the hotel?” Matthew asked suspiciously.

His question sent a chill up Clarissa’s spine. “Are you here too?”

“No.”

She heaved a sigh of relief. “Okay. I’m sleeping, so let’s talk tomorrow.”

Before she could relax her guard, he continued, “I was there.”

He must be feeling upset that I wasn’t in my room when he came earlier.

She bit her lower lip, a little taken aback by his harshness.

Clarissa came clean with him immediately. “I’m hanging out with my friend. It’s late now, you should get some rest.”

“I know all your friends. Tell me, who are you with? And where are you now?”

She was feeling guilty.

“Tell me, where exactly are you now?” he repeated, sounding intimidating.

Memories of the brawl at the bar flooded into her mind. She knew Matthew would hear about it eventually.

“I’m at the hospital.”

Thirty minutes later, Clarissa was waiting at the entrance of the hospital with her trembling hands in her pockets as she stamped her feet impatiently.

Then, a black car stopped in front of her.

She pursed her lips when the tall man got out of the vehicle. “My friend is asleep. Let’s talk outside his room.”

Matthew gave her the once-over. After he assured that she was all right, he stared at her unhappily with his profound eyes.

“What happened?” he questioned.

She slowly lowered her head to evade his eyes.

They hadn’t met each other for two days. The air was thick with tension. Instead of showing his care, he interrogated her like a criminal.

Despite that, she spat everything that had happened to her that day, including her encounter with Winston.

“That’s it. My friend was beaten because of me, so I need to stay beside him. Not to mention, I have to thank Luke for saving me. Hmph! I will never forgive Winston Warren for this!”

Clarissa knew she didn’t have the means to deal with Winston. She would have to ask Matthew for the favor, but she couldn’t muster the courage to bring it up since he was giving her the cold shoulder.

He said nothing after she was done talking. Suddenly, he turned away, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and blew clouds of smoke out.

She glared daggers at him.

He’s smoking instead of saying something! Does he have to act this way?

She snorted and fell into a moody silence.

Matthew’s hands were shaking uncontrollably as he tried to contain his rage to avoid scaring Clarissa.

Initially, his anger was directed at her, but the moment he heard someone abusing his woman, he wished he could strangle the culprit. Regardless of how he felt, Matthew thought it was wiser to keep their conversation to a minimum. That would reduce the chances of them getting into another fight.

He took another long drag to calm himself before turning around to face her.

“Go back to the hotel now. Just hired a caretaker.”

The moment she heard that, the anger she had bottled up a while ago exploded.

“This is none of your concern. Besides, I can’t just leave my injured friend behind. Mr. Tyson, thank you for coming. But you can leave now.”

Matthew grabbed her elbow just as she was leaving.