You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 43

Matthew carried Clarissa into the house and straight upstairs into the bathroom of one of the bedrooms.

Clarissa didn’t care whatever Matthew did to her. She had not recovered from the shock she had earlier and acted as if she had given up on her life. There was no resistance from her at all.

Only when Matthew was about to unbutton her shirt did Clarissa caught Matthew’s fingers and muttered in a sulky manner.

“Let me do it myself.”

Matthew’s eyes glistened. He retracted his hands and lowered his gaze at the petite body.

“Can you go out?”

“What if I say no?”

Clarissa didn’t say anything else. She clung onto her collar tight and merely sat there.

It was unpleasant for Clarissa to be stuck in this stalemate. However, out of Clarissa’s expectation, Matthew left the washroom a moment later.

Silence blanketed the washroom, except for the dripping of water from the tap.

Matthew sunk his body into the sofa in the room. His legs were crossed together and he looked graceful. One of his arms lay on top of the armrest, the other one holding on to a cigarette. A puff of smokes emerged from his mouth.

His collar was unbuttoned, and his sleeves were rolled up all the way to his elbow. The soft light of the room reflected off the surface of his relaxed face.

It was what Clarissa saw when she got out of the bathroom. Even though he was resting, his presence still pervaded the entire room.

Clarissa was in Matthew’s bathrobe as she had nothing to change into. She wrapped the bathrobe around herself so tight as if her body was allergic to light.

Clarissa didn’t wake him up. Barefooted, she stalked to the balcony.

It was quite chilly outside. Even though the Zen Highlands was immersed in the dark, a million stars lit up the night sky.

It was very rare to be able to behold a sky full of stars in D City.

Clarissa felt cold after some time. She tugged on her bathrobe tighter and turned around. To her surprise, Matthew was not far behind her. His smoldering eyes were staring ahead.

A breeze ruffled up Clarissa’s hair. She tucked in a few strands of hair behind her ear and strode into the room awkwardly.

“Thank-”

Clarissa seemed to think of something else before she could finish her sentence.

Matthew’s expression remained forbidding as ever.

Clarissa didn’t know what to say to Matthew other than thanking him. Suddenly, the ringing of her phone echoed through the room.

Clarissa picked up her pace and went to the washroom to pick up her phone.

“Clare? I’m so sorry I didn’t pick up your phone earlier! I didn’t hear it ringing. It’s so late now and you’re still awake? You have anything to tell me?”

“Oh umm, it’s fine now…”

Clarissa then pretended to sound lethargic, “I’m so sleepy now! Yawn, let’s talk tomorrow, alright? Bye!”

Upon hanging up the call, Clarissa found herself looking straight into Matthew’s inquisitive eyes.

Pfft.

Clarissa’s face was as red as a tomato.

She could feel the mirth in Matthew’s eyes.

“U-Uncle Matthew, it’s so late now. You should rest first. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

Matthew’s lips quirked up as if to mock Clarissa for her behavior earlier.

He walked past her and entered the bathroom.

Clarissa pursed her lips. Suddenly, she thought of the dirty clothes she left in the bathroom.

No!

Clarissa was squirming with the greatest shame she had ever experienced.

She left her lingerie on top of the pile of her clothes. She had even planned to wash them after Matthew left the room so she could wear them again tomorrow.

Clarissa clenched her fists tight and pounded herself on her head. I am so dumb!

When she could no longer hear any sound from the bathroom, she made a break for the bed and wrapped herself in the blanket.

She heard a door swinging open following the sound of footsteps towards her. Then, she could feel her bed sinking in further. Immediately, Clarissa felt as if she was struck by lightning. Her body shot up in alert.

“W-what are you trying to do?”

Once Clarissa was nervous, her tone changed.

She involuntarily writhed her lips and smiled stiffly.

Her voice was artificially sweet when she spoke, “Uncle Matthew, are you not resting?”

Matthew got onto the bed himself. He was only wearing loose-fitting sweatpants. His washboard abs and his bulging chest were all for Clarissa to ogle at.

Cough, cough!

Clarissa hurriedly looked away from the Greek statue. Don’t look at him! Don’t look at him!

Matthew tucked his lips in. He lay down on the bed and propped his head on his hand as he stared at Clarissa. Her face was beginning to redden as her flush crept up from her neck.

Because of her movement, Clarissa’s bathrobe was loosened. Matthew could clearly see that she actually wore nothing underneath.

Earlier in the bathroom, he saw Clarissa’s lingerie lying on top of the pile of clothes. Now, he didn’t have to see with his own eyes to know that she also had nothing below her waist.

If Matthew didn’t know what an inhibited person Clarissa was, he would have thought that she was showing him her flesh on purpose.

Noticing where Matthew’s gaze was directed at, Clarissa lowered her head to look at her herself. When she saw how disheveled she was, she quickly pulled the soft fabric of the bathrobe tighter.

“W-what are you-”