Clarissa ended up giving in before they even left the house.
“Alright, alright… I’ll get down.”
She then slowly slid down his back, hugging him tightly as she did so he could clearly feel the curves of her body.
Matthew clenched his teeth. This woman must be doing it on purpose!
She tried to play it off with an innocent smile when he turned around, but the blush on her cheeks gave her away.
Feeling uncomfortable with his penetrating gaze, Clarissa tried to distract herself by asking, “Come on, tell me. What are you mad about, Uncle Matthew?”
The look in his eyes grew cold upon hearing that, and she felt that change instantly.
He’s not mad again, is he?
Matthew pursed his lips and was about to say something when his phone rang.
It was Donnie calling to inform him he had already arrived and was waiting downstairs.
Matthew hung up on him and stepped forward, lifting Clarissa’s chin as he leaned in closer.
“Think about it Tell me when I get back tonight.”
With that, he walked out of the house while Clarissa slumped against the sofa with a deep frown on her face.
“Was it because I left without saying goodbye?”
She made him dinner again that night. This time, Matthew didn’t stand her up.
As he came in through the door, Clarissa ran up to him with her apron on like a typical housewife.
“Welcome home!” she said with a smile while hanging up his coat.
She then followed him into his room and stood there while he changed, much to his amusement.
Her eyes were filled with curiosity and admiration as she watched him undo his shirt buttons with his long and slender fingers.
Man, those fingers look so good… I never knew a man could look this hot unbuttoning his shirt!
She snapped out of her trance when he suddenly stopped and walked up to her.
“You want to help me change or what?”
“Huh?”
Realizing what she was doing, Clarissa quickly bolted out of the bedroom and made her way into the kitchen.
She then gave herself a few pats on the cheek to clear her head before serving up the food at the table.
It had been a long time since they sat down at the table like this. She found herself spacing out a lot while eating.
After dinner, Clarissa cautiously approached him and sat down beside him.
“Are you mad at me for leaving without saying goodbye?”
Matthew turned towards her and looked her in the eye, prompting her to explain herself nervously.
“I forgot to tell you at the time because I felt so terrible. I just wanted to go home so badly…”
Matthew lit a cigarette quietly, the smoke forming a veil of mystery around his face.
“You have no idea how much fear and panic I was in at the time! I never thought they’d do that to me, and it made me lose my faith in humanity. Even now, I’m still traumatized by it… How could they say such nasty things to me? I don’t even know them, and yet they…”
After rambling about her feelings back then, she was feeling uneasy when she saw no change in his facial expression.
“I… You…”
She didn’t know what else to say anymore. Does this man have no sense of sympathy at all?
“Clarissa, that’s not the reason I’m mad at you.”
“What is it, then?”
“What am I to you?”
“Um… My boyfriend, I guess?”
“Do you mean that?”
Clarissa nodded profusely. “Of course I do!”
“Do you care about me, then?”
“Yes.”
“No, you don’t!”
Matthew snorted and let out a wry smile.
“To you, I’m just a nobody! Big, strong Clarissa doesn’t need anybody, right? You can handle everything all by yourself, and shrug off whatever disappointment and harm that comes your way! Isn’t that right?”
Clarissa kept quiet and waited for him to continue, but Matthew simply put out his cigarette and stared at her in silence.
I… I never expected the reason to be something like this…
She opened her mouth, but the words seemed to be stuck in her throat. The surprised look in her eyes gradually turned calm.
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