You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 30

Clarissa gradually lifted her head and was shocked to see Matthew.

She gasped and lowered her head, avoiding his eye contact.

At the same time, she also pushed Ryler away. “Thanks. I’m fine now.”

Ryler grinned. “What’s wrong? No one’s going to see us together.”

Ryler’s instinct told him that the man in the elevator was not someone who would not spread rumors about him.

He looked at Matthew and thought he seemed familiar but could not recall who he was. Anyway, he still greeted him with a nod.

Ryler had to drag Clarissa into the elevator as she refused to get in. She tried to hide between Ryler’s arms as she could feel someone was staring at her with a murderous scowl.

The few seconds in the elevator felt like forever.

When the door opened, she mustered up her courage and ran out of the elevator. That took Ryler by surprise, and he immediately ran out to catch up with her.

Donnie and Matthew, too, stepped out of the elevator.

“Shall we tell Ms. Quigley why we’re here?”

Donnie was worried that he might throw a fit. Matthew purposely made time for the press conference but still was a tad too late.

The only reason Matthew was here was because of Clarissa. This was why Donnie was afraid Matthew might explode with rage upon seeing how intimate she was with another man.

With a grim face and a cold voice, he said, “Let’s go.”

Meanwhile, Ryler brought Clarissa to his car. At first, he insisted on sending her to the hospital, but upon knowing that there were paparazzi around, he had to part with her. Despite being crestfallen at the turn of events, Ryler promised Clarissa that he would buy her dinner near the film studio.

On the other hand, Clarissa took a cab and went back home instead of the hospital.

She opened the door to her apartment, removed her shoes, and walked into her house, feeling utterly worn out.

Someone was sitting quietly on the couch, but she did not notice.

When she tilted her head and saw a man sitting right there, she screamed at the top of her lungs.

She got the shock of her life after seeing Matthew with his deadpan expression.

Matthew did not say anything, but his eyes were blazing with anger.

Clarissa clenched her chest and gasped, and her cheeks tinged with a sickly blush.

“You scared the crap out of me!”

She then collapsed instantly on the couch and breathed heavily.

Instead of showing concern, Matthew said icily, “Why should you be scared? Unless you’re feeling guilty?”

“Why should I feel guilty?” she mumbled while lying face down and refused to sit up.

“I think I’m going to…”

I think I’m going to pass out.

Before Clarissa could finish her sentence, she had rolled down from the couch and fallen on the floor.

Matthew thought she was putting up an act. “Get up now!”

She did not show any response. Matthew soon realized something was not right with her. He went closer and found out she had fainted. Without hesitation, he carried her and ran out of the house.

Clarissa woke up and realized she was given a drip in a hospital.

While her head was still spinning, the man extended his arm and touched her forehead to check her temperature.

“Hey.”

Clarissa looked at the man beside her.

The man, who looked a little disheveled, gently brushed his masculine hand against her cheeks. He then retracted his hand and sat quite a distance away from her.

“Still in shock?”

He asked in a deeper voice.

Clarissa blinked. “What are you doing here?”

His lips curled into a smirk. “Have you lost your memory?”

Clarissa knitted her brows. “Oh.”

Matthew could no longer get mad at her upon seeing those little puppy eyes.

But he was still very much disturbed by the thought of her being intimate with another man.

“So you remembered. Tell me, what did you remember?” It was as if he was interrogating a suspect.

Clarissa was not dumb. She knew exactly what Matthew was doing.

But why should I explain myself to him, especially when he interrogates me as if I’m a criminal?

Clarissa looked into Matthew’s eyes and answered in a steady voice.

“I remember you trespassing someone’s property.”

Matthew instantly let out a mirthless laugh, but his expression turned grim right after.

He stood up all of a sudden, walked toward her, and pressed his hands against her bed.

“That house belongs to me, Clarissa.”

She was not surprised by that answer. “I know, and I’m thankful for your help. But since you’ve decided to rent the unit to me, you cannot simply barge into the house anymore. How can I feel safe staying here if you’re going to keep doing this without my permission?”

“So you’ve found yourself another man who can offer you a place to stay?”

Wow.