You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 323

Despite complimenting her for what she did, Matthew disagreed with her intention to move to another studio. “I can clear out an entire floor in our corporation’s building for you if you wish to expand your studio. Don’t waste time looking for another studio. Besides, the rental here is cheaper.”

You don’t even need to pay if you don’t want to.

But Matthew knew Clarissa would never occupy the space for free if he were to make this offer. Though he did collect rent from her all this while, he did not put the money into the company’s account. Instead, he saved all the money in a fund under her name.

Yet, Clarissa outright turned down his offer. “No. I can’t stay in this building anymore. Since I’m a boss now, and my company is growing, I need a proper space to put things in place.”

Matthew ran his fingers on her cheeks, rubbed his nose against them, and let out a grunt. “But I’ll miss you if I don’t get to see you here.”

Clarissa pulled herself away and turned to another side. She accidentally brushed her lips against the stubble on his cheeks. Before she could escape, Matthew held the back of her head, pulled her over, and gave her a kiss.

“Please stay, okay?”

Matthew tried to coax her and continued kissing her all over. He had all the time in the world to convince her not to relocate.

Clarissa could hardly move since Matthew was holding her tightly. She had no choice but to push his face away with her hand.

“Stop it. Just hear me out…”

Following that, Clarissa analyzed her company’s situation with Matthew. She needed him to understand she was the proprietor of her business, and a proper space was important to put her company in place.

“I need you to respect my decision, and that’s the only support I ask of you,” she said in a steady voice. “I want to manage my company all by myself, and I hope you can give me the freedom to do so. Besides, I want to have a clear rental contract so that I can keep track of my company’s account.”

Upon hearing that, Matthew sighed. “There’s nothing I can do to make you stay then?”

Clarissa grinned. “You’ll support me in everything I do, right?”

Matthew raised his brows. Oh well, how can I say no…

“Thanks, Hubby.” Calling him “hubby” seemed to have put a smile on his face. Even his eyes brightened almost instantly.

Ah. So it does make a difference when I call him “hubby” instead of his name.

If that’s the case…

“Hubby…” She once again called Matthew in a coquettish voice and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Matthew finally gave in to her incessant plea.

“All right.”

Clarissa grinned and gave Matthew a peck on his lips.

Meanwhile, Damian saw them kissing as he walked downstairs with Ellie. He instantly pulled his hand away from Ellie, ran toward them, and smiled, “Give me a kiss too!”

Despite feeling embarrassed, Clarissa cupped Damian’s face and kissed him on the head. Damian reciprocated and gave her a kiss. Meanwhile, Ellie observed from a distance and admired how gorgeous this family was. When Damian grows up and marries a beautiful wife, I’m sure their kid would inherit their good looks too.

After that, Ellie stayed overnight and insisted on sharing the same room as Damian.

Clarissa was relieved that Damian had someone to play with, so she could focus on her work.

She leaned against the headboard of the bed, picked up her notepad, and went through the director’s feedback on her script.

At that moment, she was pleased with the amendments made by her team from the studio.

As the owner of the company, Clarissa no longer had to do the editing herself. She would only need to come up with the framework and important details of a script before delegating it to her team.

After all, it would be exhausting for her to handle everything on her own.

After briefing her new staff member, Hilda, about the latest script, Clarissa received a text message from her: I’ve always wanted to write a script about a love story that revolves around a rich and domineering CEO ever since I saw you with Mr. Tyson. Can I have your permission to turn your love story into a script?

Upon reading that, Clarissa froze for a moment. She suddenly recalled a story she had written three years ago.

Hilda sent another text: Ms. Quigley? Are you there?

Clarissa snapped out of her daze and replied: I’m sorry, Hilda. It’s a no-go for me.