You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow
Chapter 332

Clarissa could not claim the credit for raising an excellent son because Damian's intelligence was inborn.

Seeing the humiliated look on Jeremy's face, Clarissa laughed boisterously.

Ellie loved the little munchkin so much that she smothered him with hugs and kisses. She did not even notice the tinge of displeasure that flashed across Shawn's eyes.

"Damian, my little cutie. I love you so much, darling!"

Damian cringed as he pushed Ellie away while covering his lips with another hand, muttering, "Stop it. Mommy, help me..."

"Oh, Damian. Don't be so cold to me. I adore you, little sweetheart!"

Damian was overwhelmed by Ellie's display of affection. Thereafter, Clarissa carried him and moved away from Ellie, the mad kisser.

Damian used all his might to hug Clarissa tightly as though that was the only way to keep him safe from the passionate Ellie.

The latter pretended to be disappointed. "Oh, I'm so hurt, Damian. Have you forgotten who was the one who played with you and put you to bed when your mommy wasn't around a few days ago? Who bought all the toys for you and fed you with delicious food?"

Clinging on to Clarissa, Damian took a peek at Ellie.

"Do remember that I'm the best!"

No doubt that Ms. Ellie's the best, but it'd be better if she could resist kissing me.

Damian's big round eyes were still filled with horror.

He ignored Ellie's puppy dog face and turned to Shawn instead.

"Mr. Hayes, Ms. Ellie wants a kiss. Can you do the honors?

Everyone burst out laughing at that.

Ellie blushed while the others guffawed at the remark, especially Yarick and Jeremy.

Chuckling, Clarissa hugged her son tightly to protect him from the consequences of saying the darndest thing. Ellie will surely want to pinch him now for saying that.

"Hey, Shawn, hurry up and do what Damian asks. Go ahead! Perhaps you can even give her a French kiss while you're at it."

"Mr. Jeremy, what nonsense are you spouting? Damian's here..."

Jeremy shrugged his shoulders and felt a little bad when he was met with Damian's sharp gaze.

Feeling uneasy, Jeremy smiled. Please don't ask me to explain what that means.

As anticipated, the worst actually happened as Damian asked curiously, "Mr. Jeremy, what's a French kiss?"

Everyone fell silent instantly.

Clarissa pressed her lips together before caressing Damian's head. She then leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Immediately, Damian nodded and grinned.

It was unknown whether Clarissa had actually given him the answer, but Damian had decided to stop dwelling on that question. Subsequently, the boy took a huge strawberry from the coffee table and ate quietly by the side.

Right then, the adults quickly changed the subject and did not utter a word about that topic anymore.

When they returned to Zen Highlands in the evening, Damian had already fallen asleep in Matthew's arms.

After putting him on his bed and carefully changing him into his pajamas, Clarissa checked on him once more before returning to her bedroom.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, Matthew opened the door behind her and barged in. Shocked, she stood under the shower, blushing. She wanted to grab the towel, but she could not reach it.

In a flash, Matthew approached her and started planting kisses on her lips as the water flowed down from their bodies. She had not even removed all of her clothes.

"Matthew..." Clarissa called out to him disapprovingly.

He had not acted in such an impulsive manner for the longest time. They still had their clothes on, but he was very eager to launch his amorous advances. Matthew did not respond to her, but lowered his head and continued nibbling her earlobe. He pinned her against the wall and turned her around to face him. The shower kept running. While he was biting her lips, she mumbled, "Don't waste water..."

It was not the right time for such a comment.

Nonetheless, Matthew gave a chortle and turned off the tap. His actions led to an act of romance in the shower until she was finally drained and compromised breathlessly.

Much later, he carried her back to the bed. Clarissa rolled over and lay on the bed. Matthew attempted to dry her hair with a towel. He thought she looked extremely lovely with her flushed face from the hot steam in the bathroom.

Matthew could not control himself and he gave her another peck on the corner of her lips. Slowly, his warm lips moved downward and lingered around her neck.

Furrowing her brows, Clarissa did not want him to continue because she was exhausted.

"Matthew..." she called out to him in a feeble voice.

Though she sounded indifferent, Matthew knew she was unhappy about it.

In the end, he stopped what he was doing and took a deep breath. Laying upright, he held the woman in his arms while stroking her back with his big hand. Within moments, Clarissa fell asleep soundly. A contented smile settled upon Matthew's face.

When it was around dawn, Clarissa was once again dragged into a whirlpool of passionate activities by the man who slept beside her. Without any advance notice nor preparation, they engaged themselves in yet another steamy session.

I should be able to burn a lot of calories by doing this, but why can't I lose weight?

When Matthew finally let go of her, she opened her bleary eyes and shot him a defiant glare.

Putting on his pants, he was amused. "What's wrong, Clare?"

Sulking, Clarissa continued to stare at him, her puffed-up cheeks looking just like an adorable little pufferfish. Seeing so, Matthew's thin smile developed into a hearty laugh.

"What's so funny?"

Matthew propped himself up on the bed and ran his finger across Clarissa's cheeks. "Clare, I'm laughing because I'm happy, and I'm happy because my darling is gorgeous and cute. The best part? She's mine. That's the reason."

Clarissa did not fall for his sweet words. Holding back her smile, she continued to stare daggers at him.

"Whatever your reasons are, why did you do what you did last night as well as this morning? I'm freaking tired..."

Shaking his head, Matthew pacified her, "Darling, can't I be aroused by my beloved wife?"

Clarissa was rendered speechless.

Turning over, she covered herself with the duvet.

"Whatever. Get lost, I want to get some shut-eye." A muffled voice was heard underneath the sheets.

Smiling gleefully, Matthew patted her curvy hips which made her grumble in a low voice. Then, he went to take a bath and get dressed.

By the time he came out from the bathroom, his dear wife had already dozed off.

He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

After leaving the room, he ran into Damian, who was on his way to the master bedroom in his pajamas.

Matthew scooped the boy up while he was still rubbing his eyes. When Damian saw that it was his father, his eyes widened, and he beamed with joy. Matthew gave him a peck on the cheek, which came as a surprise to Damian.

He giggled and asked, "Daddy, will the car that Mr. Jeremy is going to give me as a present be delivered this morning?"

Matthew paused. I didn't expect him to remember his gift so well.

"Yes, it will be here in the afternoon."

"I see..." Damian was slightly disappointed, but still looking forward to receiving it.

Besides food, Damian loved cars. He was especially delighted to hear that Jeremy was going to give him a huge present. Will it be a super big car?

Matthew carried him back to his room and requested the nanny to get him changed. After washing up, Damian went downstairs where Matthew was having breakfast.

The boy was wearing a white t-shirt with a gray knitted sweater, and a pair of soft cashmere trousers of the same shade. Seated at his usual place, a bib was fixed around his neck before he started eating. Matthew gazed at his son gently. From time to time, he would help Damian clean the corners of his mouth.

"Daddy, why isn't Mommy up yet?"

"Um... she's tired."

"Did Mommy pull an all-nighter?"

Matthew smiled. "Yes, she did. However, she will reap what she sow."

For example, you might be rewarded with a beautiful and cute little sister.

Nodding, Damian seemingly understood what Matthew was saying. "Daddy, may I call Mr. Jeremy and ask when will the delivery arrive?"

Matthew smirked.

"Sure, I'll make the call now and you can ask him personally."

Having said so, Matthew called Jeremy right away. Usually, he'll still be in bed with a woman at this point. Just as he had expected, Jeremy answered the call with a hoarse voice.

"Matt?"

Matthew passed the phone to Damian. Excited, the latter queried loudly, "Mr. Jeremy, where's my present? Is it on the way? When will the delivery arrive?"

Jeremy froze for a bit before he finally recalled what it was all about. Massaging his temples, he replied, "My dear boy, I'm sure the courier is on the way now. It just takes a while to get to Zen Highlands. However, I can guarantee that you'll receive it before noon. All right?"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jeremy."

Damian returned the phone to Matthew. "Your genes are too strong, Matt. All of you Tysons are so pushy!" exclaimed Jeremy.

Upon hearing that, Matthew felt so proud of his son. However, he would not share with Jeremy that Damian only liked good food and cars. Those were the two things that mattered to him, and they were the reason why he woke up so early, anticipating the arrival of his gift.