You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 88

Clarissa shot Matthew a vicious glare.

He’s right. This is all his fault!

“Yeah, you’re the shameless one!”

She clenched her jaw, feeling the strong urge to sink her teeth into Matthew.

In the end, she only lightly ground her teeth into his neck because she couldn’t bear to hurt him. Of course, the other reason was because she didn’t have the guts to do it!

A chuckle escaped Matthew’s lips, and he gently caressed the top of her head. “So, everything is on me, not you.”

Clarissa sulked prettily and said, “That’s what you say. If others know about us, they’ll definitely point fingers at me, accusing me of coveting your money and whatnot, not the other way around. Such is the world—forever ruled by sexism.”

“Why should you care what others think?”

“News flash, I’m a normal human being, of course I care!”

Clarissa couldn’t be persuaded otherwise.

Her mentality seemed to be strong, but in reality, it was quite the opposite.

Even the strongest people could be broken.

“Relax. Matthias saw the two of us together, but he doesn’t know it was you.”

“He doesn’t?”

After Clarissa’s surprise subsided, she immediately let out a sigh of relief.

She instantly broke into a brilliant smile, looking like she had just emerged victorious from a great battle.

She pushed Matthew away, completely disregarding his efforts in comforting her just a moment ago.

“Great! All is well then. You should go do your stuff; I’ll go work on my script. Lalala…”

She returned to being in a jolly mood, walking with a skip in every step as she hummed to a song.

Soon, she came back with her laptop and started writing seriously.

Matthew did not interrupt her at first. However, after staring at her for a while, he couldn’t help from grumbling, “I didn’t bring you here so that you could work.”

“Don’t interrupt me; I’m used to working at night! This is a huge deal, okay? Besides, Mr. Yates said that your company will be investing in the film. If I don’t do a good job and finish this quick, we’re all screwed, big time. That is why we, my dear Mr. Tyson, have to look at the bigger picture!”

Matthew chuckled softly but nodded in agreement.

“That’s a fair point.”

With that, he stood up and sat beside Clarissa, making sure both of their bodies were touching. Before she could protest, he shot her down with an undebatable reason.

“As an investor, I’ll have to go through your script.”

Clarissa had no room for argument when he put it like that.

Hence, there was nothing she could do when Matthew watched while she altered the original text.

It was still bearable in the beginning. Matthew’s hands were on her shoulders and because of his proximity, his warm breath would tickle the shell of her ear, distracting her.

Even then, it was still tolerable. However, the next part of the plot was when the princess’ country crumbled and a wild and intense scene took place between the sheets. To make things worse, Clarissa had written a particularly detailed description for that part.

She only recalled it upon scrolling to that page. Her cheeks instantly turned red as she frantically tried to skip that part.

To her horror, Matthew had already seen it.

He pressed down on her finger on the mouse and deliberately scrolled back to the sex scene from earlier.

Resting his chin on her shoulder, he teased in a deep sultry voice, “Clare, don’t you think we should study this part in depth? I think there are a lot of details to be changed, no?”

Clarissa was tongue-tied.

She already imagined herself kicking Matthew in the balls.

Unfortunately, reality only allowed her to verbally express her objection. “This part doesn’t need to be changed as the text and scene won’t be exactly the same. The director will shoot this sex scene to his own liking, so I can just delete this part altogether.”

She was about to do just that, but Matthew held her hand in a tight grip, preventing her from moving the mouse.

“You’re quite right. I don’t care how Justin shoots it. Though, I need to understand how you wrote it.”

“W-Why?” Clarissa asked in an embarrassed voice.

Matthew smirked lightly. “Because I’d like to understand what makes you tick, Clare, since we’re going to need it in the future.”

Clarissa was speechless for a few good seconds. “Y-You use it on your own! It has nothing to do with me.”

She protested with a blushing face. “Hurry up and let me go! Stop disrupting my work…”

However, Matthew leaned impossibly closer to her, so that their breaths intertwined with each other.

Then, in a deep and charismatic voice which seemed to carry a hint of seduction, he whispered, “How can it have nothing to do with you? Clare, I’m only doing this for your sake.”

“Ahhh… You’re incorrigible! Can I just stop writing? I wanna go to bed now. Get off me! Get off! I wanna go back to the room.”

She pushed him away because she wouldn’t be able to get any work done at this rate.

“Alright. Then don’t write anymore. Let’s go back to the room,” Matthew drawled.

Before Clarissa could go to the guest room she had previously slept in, Matthew scooped her up and went to the master bedroom upstairs without breaking a sweat.