You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 388

The sensation caused by Hilary’s first video clip shaming her daughter, Clarissa had barely peaked when the second video was released on the same day.

She portrayed herself as a pitiable woman and a tragic figure.

When she was young, she lost her husband and her daughter was not filial. The next husband she married was crueler and she was abused. She lived in humiliation for many years, hoping that her daughter would treat her well when she grew up but unexpectedly, the daughter rejected her when the daughter married a member of a wealthy family. She mustered enough courage to divorce her husband and hoped for her daughter’s support. This was a desperate move, otherwise, she would not be talking about the family’s affairs in public.

She only hoped her daughter would lend some financial support to her and her young child. Her pitiful situation did arouse the sympathy of some netizens.

After all, from the start till now, Clarissa had not shown any response nor did she attempt to clarify anything. As for Tyson Corporation, there was no official comment.

Silence was often interpreted as an acknowledgment of guilt as they had no defense.

Naturally, even when they sympathized with Hilary, pitied her, or even believed her, they would not dare to criticize any party. Instead, they expressed support for Hilary and wished that she could get what she deserved.

At this moment, several hours had passed since the second video was released and night was approaching.

Clarissa had taken dinner with her son and her husband. The three of them played for a while in the hall.

Matthew got up to answer his phone. When he came back, Clarissa looked at him questioningly.

Matthew smiled to allay her worries. “It’s nothing. Don’t worry.”

“I have nothing to worry about. It’s the other party who should worry. I’m just a little angry and sad. Is it bad timing for my movie? I have barely started shooting and so many things are happening.”

As she lamented, Damian lifted his tiny face, got up, and hugged her.

“Mommy, don’t be sad. You’ll feel better when I hug you.”

This child always filled her heart with warmth at the most unexpected times.

Her heart was touched and so she held him and kissed him hard. The little guy giggled and they played together again.

As Clarissa played with the little guy, she forgot whatever had upset her.

After tucking Damian to bed, she soaked herself in the bathtub. It was then that thoughts of the movie returned. All types of incidents and mishaps had occurred from the start of the movie as if it was cursed. She was worried if these problems would continue to arise.

The more she thought of it, the more upset Clarissa felt. She flapped her hands in the bubbles and let out a sharp scream.

The scream brought Matthew into the bathroom.

He opened the door nervously and came upon Clarissa sitting in the tub full of bubbles that partially covered her lovely delicate face and rosy cheeks.

“What are you coming in here for? Get out, get out!”

Clarissa quickly reacted and tried to chase out the intruder.

Matthew took a good look and was sure that she was right as rain.

Now that he had entered the bathroom, he was not about to leave.

He asked again for confirmation. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I just feel like screaming to release my tension.”

Matthew laughed at this reply.

He laughed as he said. “Yeah, you do need to scream every now and then to release tension.”

At that, he unbuttoned his trousers slowly and at the same time took off his gray V-neck sweater, revealing his strong chest and muscles. His trousers hung on his waist dangerously, threatening to fall off as he walked slowly towards Clarissa.

Seeing Matthew’s stance, Clarissa quickly covered her assets but she felt her reaction was somehow awkward.

The awkwardness was quickly reflected in her expression.

“You… go out, please. I’m not done yet. Let me…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Matthew was already in the tub with all his clothes removed.

There were a lot of bubbles in the tub and no obvious signs of arousal for the time being. However, this physical contact and closeness had already weakened her resistance.

What followed was natural and need not be described.

After their activity in the tub, Clarissa felt it was more tiring than doing it in bed. Even her strands of hair felt drained of energy, not to mention her body.

It was as she had said, screaming did release tension.

Darn!

It was a different type of screaming and a different kind of tension.

Clarissa wanted to complain but she was totally exhausted. The moment she touched her bed, she fell asleep.

Any complaints would have to wait until the next day.