You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow
Chapter 323

Despite complimenting her for what she did, Matthew disagreed with her intention to move to another studio. "I can clear out an entire floor in our corporation's building for you if you wish to expand your studio. Don't waste time looking for another studio. Besides, the rental here is cheaper."

You don't even need to pay if you don't want to.

But Matthew knew Clarissa would never occupy the space for free if he were to make this offer. Though he did collect rent from her all this while, he did not put the money into the company's account. Instead, he saved all the money in a fund under her name.

Yet, Clarissa outright turned down his offer. "No. I can't stay in this building anymore. Since I'm a boss now, and my company is growing, I need a proper space to put things in place."

Matthew ran his fingers on her cheeks, rubbed his nose against them, and let out a grunt. "But I'll miss you if I don't get to see you here."

Clarissa pulled herself away and turned to another side. She accidentally brushed her lips against the stubble on his cheeks. Before she could escape, Matthew held the back of her head, pulled her over, and gave her a kiss.

"Please stay, okay?"

Matthew tried to coax her and continued kissing her all over. He had all the time in the world to convince her not to relocate.

Clarissa could hardly move since Matthew was holding her tightly. She had no choice but to push his face away with her hand. "Stop it. Just hear me out..."

Following that, Clarissa analyzed her company's situation with Matthew. She needed him to understand she was the proprietor of her business, and a proper space was important to put her company in place.

"I need you to respect my decision, and that's the only support I ask of you," she said in a steady voice. "I want to manage my company all by myself, and I hope you can give me the freedom to do so. Besides I want to have a clear rental contract so that I can keep track of my company's account."

Upon hearing that, Matthew sighed. "There's nothing I can do to make you stay then?"

Clarissa grinned. "You'll support me in everything I do, right?"

Matthew raised his brows. Oh well, how can I say no...

"Thanks, Hubby." Calling him "hubby" seemed to have put a smile on his face. Even his eyes brightened almost instantly.

Ah. So it does make a difference when I call him "hubby" instead of his name.

If that's the case...

"Hubby..." She once again called Matthew in a coquettish voice and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Matthew finally gave in to her incessant plea.

"All right."

Clarissa grinned and gave Matthew a peck on his lips.

Meanwhile, Damian saw them kissing as he walked downstairs with Ellie. He instantly pulled his hand away from Ellie, ran toward them, and smiled, "Give me a kiss too!"

Despite feeling embarrassed, Clarissa cupped Damian's face and kissed him on the head. Damian reciprocated and gave her a kiss. Meanwhile, Ellie observed from a distance and admired how gorgeous this family was. When Damian grows up and marries a beautiful wife, I'm sure their kid would inherit their good looks too.

After that, Ellie stayed overnight and insisted on sharing the same room as Damian.

Clarissa was relieved that Damian had someone to play with, so she could focus on her work.

She leaned against the headboard of the bed, picked up her notepad, and went through the director's feedback on her script.

At that moment, she was pleased with the amendments made by her team from the studio.

As the owner of the company, Clarissa no longer had to do the editing herself. She would only need to come up with the framework and important details of a script before delegating it to her team. After all, it would be exhausting for her to handle everything on her own.

After briefing her new staff member, Hilda, about the latest script, Clarissa received a text message from her: I've always wanted to write a script about a love story that revolves around a rich and domineering CEO ever since I saw you with Mr. Tyson. Can I have your permission to turn your love story into a script?

Upon reading that, Clarissa froze for a moment. She suddenly recalled a story she had written three years ago.

Hilda sent another text: Ms. Quigley? Are you there?

Clarissa snapped out of her daze and replied: I'm sorry, Hilda. It's a no-go for me.

Hilda responded: Oh, okay. But I really think it's an excellent story idea. Are you sure you don't want to write it yourself? You'd definitely do a much better job in delivering the story than me!"

She continued sending another text: Love stories like these are very trendy now and would become even more popular when they're shot into films or series. The thought of it excites me! Would you consider my suggestion, please?

Hilda responded with a pleading face emoji. Clarissa chuckled and replied: I'll think about it.

She then turned on her laptop and opened that long-forgotten script, which she had planned to present as a gift to Matthew on their wedding day.

But since their wedding did not take place three years ago, Clarissa had totally forgotten about it.

Initially, she wanted to end the story with a wedding, but due to unforeseen circumstances, it was left unfinished.

Hilda's suggestion sparked Clarissa's desire to complete the story. Thus, she took a deep breath and started typing on the keyboard.

Matthew came into the room and noticed how focused she was. Then he walked toward her, took a glance at the screen, and raised his brows.

In the past, he would have stopped Clarissa from working at home at this hour, but today, he kept mum and did not interrupt her.

At about 11.30 p.m., he finally stepped in, snatched her laptop away, saved the document, and put it aside.

Matthew then walked up to her and gently massaged her neck.

Clarissa was so engrossed earlier that she did not realize how stiff her neck had become.

At that, she leaned against him and said, "Thank you, Hubby."

Matthew smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "Someone seems to be in a good mood today."

Clarissa blinked and grinned. "Don't you like it?"

"I love it," Matthew replied. "I love it very much."

Throughout the night, he continued to show her how much he loved it with some intimate bedroom action and squeezed her dry like a sponge. Clarissa called him hubby repeatedly and moaned so loudly that her voice turned hoarse the next day.

When Clarissa woke up, she lazed in bed till afternoon since she knew Ellie was taking care of Damian. After grabbing a quick bite, she immediately thought of the unfinished story.

Hence, Clarissa opened her laptop and continued writing.

She was so focused on the story that she did not work on other things for the next couple of days. Even Damian was upset that she did not spend time with him.

A few days of hard work finally paid off when she had finally completed the script.

Clarissa then took a long nap to catch up with some sleep. When she woke up, she realized Damian was in a bad mood.

Immediately, Clarissa had a video call with him. "Hi, Damian. Where are you? Are you still with Ms. Ellie? Where are you coming back? I miss you."

Yet, Damian pulled a long face and gave her the cold shoulder. Clarissa looked at him and thought he behaved exactly like Matthew.

Damian might have inherited her appearance, but Clarissa noticed he looked more and more like Matthew as he grew older.

The way he sulked right during the video call was exactly how Matthew would react.

"I'm busy having fun with Ms. Ellie and uncle now, and I don't miss you, Mommy."

Hearing that, Clarissa's mouth twitched, and she felt dejected. Damian then ran toward a man, who picked him up and walked away. While Clarissa continued having a chat with Ellie, she suddenly recalled the mysterious man they were with.

"Damian said he's with you and another man. Who is he?"

"That's not important." Ellie pursed her lips. "The important thing is that Damian is mad at you, so what are you going to do?"

Clarissa massaged her forehead. "I know how to deal with him. He's just throwing a tantrum. Where are you? I'll go and meet you all now. You better explain to me who this 'uncle' is!"

After that, Clarissa ended the call, changed into fresh clothes, and left for the shooting club to meet them.

When she reached, Shawn was carrying Damian, who was smartly dressed in a camouflage uniform, in his muscular arm.

Clarissa immediately turned her attention to Damian after greeting Shawn.

She knew her son's behavior too well. After coaxing him with some snacks, she finally won him over.