You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 360

Outraged beyond her control, Clarissa took a deep breath but felt even more frustrated instead.

The only reason she didn’t storm out of the room and vent her anger in front of Matthew was that her son was right in front of her.

“Mommy, are you all right?”

Damian hugged her trembling body suddenly. Climbing on top of her, he gave her a curious look.

Gritting her teeth, Clarissa could only manage a slight grin despite her best efforts to smile.

At the same moment, she turned off the bedside lamp, causing the room to fall into darkness.

She didn’t want Damian to see her awkward smile. After all it was a frightening sight.

“Damian, time to sleep. Good night.”

As if he was sensitive enough to feel how unsettled his mommy was, Damian has no choice but to close his eyes and try to sleep. It was very much unlike him who would usually demand an hour of her time before he was willing to go to bed.

Despite patting Damian on his back rhythmically, Clarissa was unable to calm down.

When he finally fell asleep, Clarissa got off his bed in a hurry and rushed out of the room, forgetting her shoes. The moment she closed the door, she stormed into Matthew’s study with her eyes spitting fire and blood boiling in her vessels.

He would usually be in his study at that hour of the day.

Meanwhile, Matthew was in the middle of a teleconference when Clarissa barged in. With a thunderous bang, the door slammed forcefully against the wall as if it had been kicked open.

The person who was speaking was stunned. Looking in Matthew’s direction, he remarked in resignation, “That’s all for today, looks like it’s going to be a long night.”

Many of the attendees didn’t get the hint. Nevertheless, Matthew had already turned off his computer.

Clarissa allowed Matthew time to wrap up his work. In the midst of waiting, her anger caused her already sparkling eyes to glisten with greater intensity.

With a frosty tone, she questioned, “Matthew, did Damian tell you anything when you picked him up from the hospital?”

Matthew furrowed his eyebrows slightly and replied, “You already know?”

Does this mean he knew all along?

Clarissa raised her voice to a shriek. “Did you know all this while? Matthew, why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you stop it? Unless, you doubt Damian’s identity too?”

“Doubting Damian’s identity” was the most civil manner in which Clarissa could phrase what she had wanted to convey.

With her face pale with rage, she felt as if she could hardly breathe. Clasping her fingers tightly, she endured the discomfort in her chest as she stared intently at Matthew, afraid of missing a single response from him.

She had hoped that he would play the trusting husband that she always thought him to be and provide her with a proper explanation. Instead, he went along with his family’s ridiculous ideas which hurt their innocent son.

“Clare…”

Circling around the table, Matthew walked up to her. He reached out his hands to hold her fists, hoping to ease the tension in them. Lowering his head, he moved closer and attempted to comfort her with a soothing voice.

“Actually, I didn’t want to keep it from you. But, I expect that you would react this way… hence…”

Clarissa shoved his arm away with dissatisfaction. “Since you know that I’ll react this way, why did you hide it from me still? Do you think I’ll never find out? Matthew, let me ask you. Did you have any part in this?”

The Tysons had many preposterous ideas. However, she didn’t think that Matthew would conform with them.

Matthew’s expression darkened. “Do you think I’m someone like that?”

Clarissa nodded before taking a deep breath. “Fine. In that case, cancel the test tomorrow. I don’t want anyone to have a copy of the test result.”

Matthew felt silent. Sensing his hesitation, Clarissa looked up.

“Do you want to see the result too?”

“It isn’t that.”

Clarissa’s gaze turned icy cold. “Then what are you hesitating for?”

“The results don’t mean anything to us. But it will help alleviate their concerns. Furthermore, it will stop all the gossip. This would be good for Damian…”

Lifting her gaze, Clarissa stared daggers at Matthew.

Just as she glared at him, a smirk suddenly broke out on her face.

“Matthew, who do you think my son is? Why do we need to care about what others think? Also, what good does it do Damian? He is my son, and without a single doubt, yours too. We are not obliged to answer all the gossips. They can suspect all they want but that just reflects how ridiculous and ugly their hearts can be. Why do we even owe them evidence? Don’t you think this is a joke?”

“Yes, I…”

“Matthew, I’m disappointed. Truly…”

Not wanting to say another word, Clarissa turned around and prepared to leave the study with a dejected expression. However, Matthew hugged her from behind, unwilling to let go.

Matthew knew this was going to happen. He had anticipated her anger but not her disappointment.