You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 269

Clarissa’s question surprised Matthew. At least, she could tell from the expression on his face that he had not seen it coming.

And that was how Clarissa realized that Matthew did not share her thoughts.

The discovery put her at ease, but Matthew chose that time to speak.

“Clare, is that what you’ve been thinking about these past few days?”

He sounded cold.

Clarissa could sense the displeasure in his tone, as though telling her that all of her thoughts and troubles were foolish and insignificant.

In Matthew’s opinion, she was just being silly.

They were husband and wife and would remain a couple even if they were separated. How could she think that I will not wait for her?

Matthew’s hard jawlines tensed up even more, as though he was trying his best to restrain his anger.

“What were you thinking, Clare? I thought we were just having a couple’s quarrel these past few days, but you’re actually thinking about separation?”

His voice sounded stiff.

Gazing into his deep, dark eyes, Clarissa took a step back.

“I wasn’t thinking about that…”

Muffling her voice, she came up with a weak defense.

“You weren’t? Then, why have you assumed I can’t wait any longer? If that’s not suggesting a separation, then what’s it supposed to mean?”

Clarissa stammered, “I… I…”

She could not look Matthew in the eye. Bowing her head, she mumbled, “I’m just asking!”

Of course she would not admit that she had really been thinking along those lines.

Under Matthew’s stern gaze, she dared not admit it.

Matthew stared at Clarissa as she struggled with her guilty conscience. He briefly pursed his thin lips and opted to keep quiet.

Clarissa could feel the fiery, sharp gaze upon her. Her lips quivered and she finally spoke.

Because staying quiet would only make things worse.

“Okay, maybe I’m overthinking it. It’s just that… three years is a really long time.”

She could feel the tension in the air the moment she finished her sentence.

Damn, I’ve really done it this time.

Then, she made a feeble attempt to amend her mistake.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered an apology, but it came too late.

Matthew might not accept it.

The silence hung in the air for some time, leaving Clarissa at a loss. When she lifted her head, her eyes met Matthew’s cold, dark orbs.

Her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes flitted away.

A moment later, Matthew spoke.

“Clarissa, I don’t think I can accept your apology.”

Matthew abruptly got up and turned to leave.

Clarissa did not like where this was going. She hurriedly got out of bed, caught up to him and grabbed him by the sleeve.

“Matthew, are you really mad at me? Don’t do this, please. I beg you. I was wrong. I apologized…”

Matthew gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and forcefully wrenched his arm out of her grip.

He remained quiet and did not want to say anything. in fact, he was afraid that whatever he might say or do would cause harm to his beloved.

More importantly, he was suppressing a temper.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut. Heartbroken, Clarissa remained rooted to the spot, her head bowed like a school kid who had erred. After a while, teardrops fell onto the carpet and seeped into the fabric, leaving no traces behind.

“It’s my fault! Why are you doing this? I said I was sorry…” Clarissa mumbled in between sobs, but Matthew never came back for her.

Matthew was furious, heartbroken, and helpless at the same time.

He got into the car but did not immediately tell the driver where to go. He sat in silence for a while, and then he made up his mind.

“Kyle, get me a pack of cigarettes.”

Kyle was surprised to hear that. He could not remember for the life of him the last time Matthew smoked.

Three years ago, he witnessed Matthew work himself to the bone day in and day out. Back then, the man could forgo sleep and smoke non-stop. A few months down the road, after finding out that Clarissa was with child, the man had sworn to give up smoking for good.

So, Kyle did not expect Matthew to pick up the habit again.

Anyway, Kyle did what he was told. When he returned to the car, he got nosy and asked Matthew, “Sir… I thought you’ve quit smoking?”

Matthew held a cigarette between his fingers. There was a pause, and then a change of mind. Next, he returned the cigarette into its packet.

“Let’s go!”

Kyle said nothing and started the engine.

“Take me back to Zen Highlands.”

The driver did as he was told.

That night, Clarissa could not sleep. The next day, she had dark circles under her eyes.

Looking at her, Joshua could not help but laugh at her expense. “Oh, gosh. Look at those eye bags. I’d love to draw a cartoon character based on how you looked right now. A giant panda would fit perfectly!”