You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 22


    It was a new experience for Matthew to be stared at by the person whom he was kissing.


    He couldn’t help feeling amused by her reaction. Covering her eyes with his hand, he deepened the


    kiss.


    In a daze, rissa passively received his kiss.


    Although the youngdy in his arms didn’t return his kiss, the softness of her lips was sufficient to drive


    him crazy. He pressed her against the couch, looming over her.


    When rissa came back to her senses, only did she realized they were in an intimate yet dangerous


    position. At that instant, she could hear nothing but her heart beating wildly in her chest. In a panic, she


    ced her hand on his chest to prevent him from moving any closer, whimpering in fear.


    Matthew halted his kiss and then gave a peck on her swollen lips. He then propped his arms on both


    sides of her body, encircling her. The youngdy was looking at him pitifully through her watery eyes;


    there was a hint of panic in her eyes.


    He sat back on the couch next to her, pulling her into his arms. Caressing her back, he uttered in a


    deep voice, “Now you know what you’ve done to me that day.”


    “That’s impossible!” rissa pulled herself away from him. At this moment, she finally regained her


    composure, looking at him with usatory eyes. “I wouldn’t do something like that! Besides, I usually


    fell asleep after I’m drunk.”


    Hearing that, Matthew let out a chuckle. “Are you sure? It can’t be that I, as your elder, tried to take


    advantage of you when you’re drunk, can I?”


    With her cheeks burning, she stood up and pointed her fingers at Matthew. “Y-You… Aren’t you taking


    advantage of me right now?” Her mind was a mess, but she knew she couldn’t let him take advantage


    of her like that.


    “Do you not like it when I kissed you?” he asked.


    “I don’t!” She red at him with her arms akimbo.


    “Uncle Matthew, I respect you as my elder. I’m sorry for offending you that night, but we’re even now.


    It’s ratherte now, and you should leave. I need to get some rest.” Unlike her previous timorous


    manner, she put on a brave front and dismissed him.


    Under her angry stare, Matthew raised his brow as he rose to his feet. He then approached her, pulling


    her into his arms.


    With his eyes darkened, he stroked her nose tip with his, muttering under his breath, “re, you’re the


    one who started it. You’ve kissed your elder….”


    “Don’t say it!” She interrupted him. “I… I apologize, okay? I’m drunk, and I have no control over my


    behavior. Besides, you’re sober. Can’t you just push me away?”


    “Why should I?”


    “You… You… You old coot!” How could he not stop me at that time?


    Her heart tightened upon noticing his gaze turned cold. She tried to shrink away but to no avail. As she


    struggled to break free from him, the man propped her up with his hands holding her bottom, pressing


    her body against him. At the same time, he gave her a ferocious kiss, forcing her to swallow her


    grumble.


    …


    Just then, the ringing phone interrupted the kiss. Matthew buried his face against her neck, his breath


    tickling her skin.


    A momentter, he let go of her and answered the call. He couldn’t help curling his lips into a smile


    while looking at the youngdy sitting on the couch, shooting daggers at him.


    After he ended the call, he sat back on the couch, his finger brushing her lips. “re, you’re wrong. I’m


    not old, and I’ll prove it to you in the future.”


    Prove it to me that he’s not old? How is he going to prove it? Wait… Why should he prove that to


    me? Her mind was full of questions, but the person to answer her doubts had left the apartment.


    The kiss had drained all her energy, leaving her breathing heavily like a fish being thrown out of the


    water. Lying on the couch, she was catching her breath while staring nkly into space.


    Being inexperienced, she was left at his mercy throughout the kiss. Damn… Ellie dared say her uncle


    lives an ascetic life. Ascetic my foot! She’s such a liar!


    She could still sense his familiar scent of faint tobo around her, unsure if it was lingering in the room


    or on her skin.


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    A momentter, she went to the washroom. Her mind gradually wandered off while she soaked in the


    bathtub. Why did he kiss me? What does that mean?


    Shouldn’t he at least give me an exnation? Or was he just ying with me?