You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 274


    rissa’s lips twitched upon hearing what Jeremy said. It was as he was implying something.


    She looked at him and gave him an awkward smile. “It’s my fault. I’m sorry.”


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    “Don’t apologize to me. I’m not sure what’s going on between you and Matt, but Matt has been


    behaving as if the whole world has done him wrong.”


    Jeremy did not know what happened between the couple, but he could sense the awkward tension


    between them.


    Admittedly, rissa acknowledged that she was partially at fault, but she had not been able to find a


    chance to talk to Matthew.


    She did not expect to meet him at the charity event either.


    Upon noticing how quiet rissa was, Jeremy said, “It has been three years, rissa. I really thought


    your rtionship with him is over,” he continued, “To most men, three years are nothing, but Matt


    doesn’t think of it that way. He has always lived his life to the fullest, hence, every day counts. Since


    you have no intention of severing ties with him, then don’t waste time ying hide-and-seek with him


    anymore.”


    “Got it.” It was quite unusual for Jeremy to give this kind of advice, but rissa appreciated it.


    Instead of lingering on the same topic, Jeremy decided to talk about her manuscript, Joshua, and even


    Verona.


    Jeremy then left after dropping rissa off at her hotel.


    rissa returned to her room and sat down in a daze. She did not even bother to change her dress.


    She sat on the couch for quite some time and waited for someone toe knocking on her door but to


    no avail.


    Despite feeling utterly crestfallen, rissa stood up and retrieved her phone. She looked at Matthew’s


    number for a while and wondered if she should give him a call.


    The more she stared at the screen, the more anxious and upset she became. All of a sudden, she


    bounced up from the couch, grabbed her coat, and ran out of her room.


    It was a cold night, and she did not have a car. She had no choice but to stamp her feet repeatedly to


    keep herself warm while standing at the entrance of the hotel. She picked up her phone and tried to call


    a cab.


    The weather in D City that night was freezing. The coat she put on did little to keep her warm, and her


    whole body was trembling.


    To make things worse, it began to snow.


    rissa looked up and cursed the weather.


    Soon, a cab arrived. rissa immediately got into the car and told the driver to go to the Zen


    Hignds.


    The driver with a local ent kept trying to strike up a conversation with rissa, but so many


    thoughts were running in her mind that she just nodded in agreement throughout the journey.


    Upon noticing how cold rissa’s response was, the driver stopped talking and focused on the road.


    They soon arrived at the Zen Hignds. A violent gust of chilly wind hit rissa the moment she


    stepped out of the cab.


    She wrapped her hands around her body, walked to the gate, and pressed the doorbell.


    Unlike in the past, she now no longer had the permission to go in and out of the house as she wished


    anymore.


    Upon hearing rissa’s voice, Julia immediately ordered someone to drive her in. It took her another


    fifteen minutes to reach the vi.


    Julia instantly prepared some warm water for her. She looked at rissa, and tears welled up in her


    eyes. “You’re finally home, Miss.”


    rissa, who was still shivering, held the warm cup with both hands and said in a trembling voice,


    “Don’t cry, Mrs. Lawson. Is Matthew around?”


    Julia was taken aback. “Mr. Tyson seldomes here anymore. Have you not been in touch with


    him?”


    rissa shook her head. If Matthew is not back, where else did he go?


    Just when she was still deep in thought, the sound of a car’s engine emerged from the door.


    “I think Mr. Tyson is back.” Julia immediately went up to wee him. rissa put down her cup, stood


    up, and followed right behind.


    “You’re back, Sir. Miss is here too…”


    Matthew stepped into the house, and he immediately saw the pale-faced youngdy, who stood under


    the living room’s chandelier and kept shivering involuntarily.


    A line formed between Matthew’s brows as he took a nce at her attire.


    Upon seeing his knitted brows, rissa opened her mouth cautiously and said, “I’m sorry for


    interrupting…”


    Before rissa couldplete her sentence, Matthew went up, carried her in his arms, and walked


    upstairs. “Fill up the tub with warm water, Mrs. Lawson.”


    “Oh, all right!” Julia replied right away. Oh, silly me. Why didn’t I think of this earlier?


    In the blink of an eye, Matthew removed rissa’s clothes and put her into the tub. Initially, the water


    was so hot that she nearly wanted to get out, but her body got used to its temperature after a short


    while. A few minutester, she finally felt much better, and her pallid cheeks turned rosy once again.


    Matthew stood beside her and watched her bathe as he was worried that she might catch a cold.


    Suddenly, rissa tilted her head and noticed Matthew was looking at her. Awkwardness instantly filled


    the air the moment their eyes met.


    Matthew turned around and stepped out of the bathroom while rissa covered her face with her


    hands to hide her embarrassment.


    rissa got up from the tub when she noticed her skin had turned wrinkly. She put on a bathrobe,


    wearing nothing beneath it, and walked out to the room.


    Since Matthew was not around, she quickly opened the closet. To her surprise, all her clothes were still


    there. She froze for a moment and put on a set of fresh clothes.


    After stepping out of the room, she took a nce around the house but still did not see Matthew.


    She then walked to the study and realized the door was not fully closed. She opened the door, entered


    the room, and saw Matthew sitting behind his desk.


    The man probably heard hering in but did not look up as he was engrossed in his work.


    rissa pouted and sat in front of the desk. She stared at him and kept mum.


    Matthew continued ignoring her and focused on his work.


    How long more is he going to stay mad at me?


    rissa ced her arms on the desk, rested her chin on her hands, and looked at his gloomy face.


    “Are you still mad?”


    Matthew did not give her any response.


    rissa pouted. She lifted one of her arms and walked her fingers to the back of his hand.


    She gently tapped his hand with her index finger to get his attention. Her fingers then continued to


    harass him by crawling all over it. “Why are you still mad at me? I always thought you’re a man who


    doesn’t hold grudges.”


    “I know it’s my fault. Can you please don’t be mad at me anymore?” she pleaded, “Uncle Matthew?”


    “Hubby?” Despite everything she had done, Matthew still ignored her. She had no choice but started


    chanting ‘hubby’ repeatedly.


    With all the harassment going on around him, Matthew could no longer stay focused.


    He looked up and gazed into her beautiful and innocent-looking puppy eyes. In the meantime, her


    fingers were still dancing on the back of his hand.


    Matthew pulled his hand away from her and massaged his forehead.


    rissa was not ready to give up. She squinted, looked at him, and tried to please him with a smile.


    She did it exactly like how Damian would do to her when he wanted her to do things his way.


    A corner of Matthew’s lips curled up when he thought of Damian, but the smile instantly disappeared


    when he pulled himself together.


    “I know it’s my fault, and I should have more faith in you instead of questioning you. Why don’t you


    punish me if you’re still mad at me? Feel free to punish me for all my wrongdoings,” rissa said in a


    sincere tone.


    She continued to look at him with hopeful eyes.


    After a short while, Matthew’s mouth finally twitched. “Okay.”


    rissa was not exactly sure what his response meant, and she could not tell if he was still angry.


    “So… you forgave me?” rissa asked sheepishly.


    He responded with a grunt.


    And?


    rissa pouted and looked at him desperately. “Are you not going to kiss me or hug me?”


    Matthew lifted his head and stared at her for a while.


    That stare instantly made rissa’s cheeks blush. “I’m tired now, and I want to go to bed. You carry me


    to my bed.”


    If he still refuses to move, then he must still be mad at me!


    Matthew looked at her blushed face and stood up right away. He walked around the desk and carried


    her in his arms. rissa’s face beamed with satisfaction, and she giggled and wrapped her hands


    around his neck. She even pulled herself closer to him so that he could feel her warm breath on his


    neck.


    Matthew brought her to the bedroom and put her on the bed. He then put a nket over her, sat on the


    edges of the bed, and stroked her face. “Sleep tight.”


    “Are you not going to sleep?” she asked.


    “I have to get something urgent done by tonight,” he replied.


    After all the efforts I’ve put in to bring him here…