You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 337


    Matthew must have found out what Avery did, hence her dismissal.


    As for how he got to know of it, rissa reckoned that Mandy was probably behind it.


    Although rissa felt helpless, she nevertheless felt thankful toward Mandy for being indignant on her


    behalf.


    Matthew reacted lightheartedly to rissa’s answer, merely smiling cidly with his arms folded on the


    table.


    “re, what do you mean that you guess? Are you unsure of how much I love you?”


    rissa giggled. She walked across that wide expanse of a table. Bending over, she nted a


    passionate kiss on Matthew’s lips.


    “All right, you’ve proved your point,” Matthew said with augh.


    “I saw Avery when I wasing upstairs. She looked as if she got fired.”


    “Who’s that?” Matthew asked curiously.


    The moment the words left his mouth, however, it quickly dawned on him that the woman in question,


    Avery, was the employee who he had intended to fire that morning.


    Even up to that point, he could not remember the name of the person he had fired.


    Of course, Matthew was too clever to be forgetful with names. It was simply because rissa had


    shown signs of jealousy that he had pretended to have forgotten Avery’s name in order to appease


    rissa.


    He had selectively chosen not to retain Avery’s name in his memory, to the delight of rissa.


    “You know, the woman under your employ,” rissa reminded him with a smile. “Anyway, that doesn’t


    matter now. You don’t need to know her name.”


    With that, she turned away and called Catherine to inform her about Mimi.


    When the call got through, rissa heard Gloria’s voice on the other end and wondered if she was


    constantly by Catherine’s side.


    She knew her Aunt Gloria well enough to know that she wouldn’t give up so easily.


    Getting straight to the point, rissa said, “Mimi isn’t exactly innocent. She has taken her fair share of


    drugs, amongst other things. It is unreasonable for me to intervene to save someone who is guilty.


    Besides, I obviously do not have the authority to do so. It’d be for the best if you could stop pestering


    Grandma about this. If you keep bothering her, I’m afraid that even if I don’t have the power to save


    Mimi, I would do something to actually extend her stay in prison. And don’t try to guilt-trip me by saying


    that we’re family either. We are not rted.”


    Gloria was sobbing on the other end. However, rissa was firm in her belief that her warning would


    be heeded for a long time.


    After the phone call, rissa lounged back against the couch, feeling rather tired.


    “Bad news seems toe knocking one after another recently,” rissained to Matthew. “I


    have never been as busy as I am now dealing with nonsense like these.”


    It was true. rissa had faced all sorts of unfortunate incidents upon her return to D City, especially as


    the festive season was fast approaching. All she had wanted to do was to have a good rest. Instead,


    she was gued by an incessant torrent of problems.


    Matthew sat next to rissa, pulling her close to him.


    “Perhaps this isn’t all bad,” Matthew mused.


    “What’s not all bad?” rissa red at him fiercely.


    “The fact that you are dealing with all of this before the festive season. After that, there would be


    nothing left to spoil your mood.”


    “Good point,” rissa concurred. “It’s a good thing that these fiascos are happening before the festive


    season. I would strangle the troublemakers if anything else happens after that.”


    With her head snuggled against Matthew’s chest as she ranted, rissa felt much better.


    “During the festive season, besides going to Grandma’s ce, all of our remaining time will be devoted


    to taking Damian out. I’m shutting off my phone as I’m sick of these people interrupting our vacation,”


    rissa said gloomily.


    “You do that.” Matthew smiled warmly down at her.


    rissa had received many invitations from variouspanies and media that she was affiliated with


    when the festive season was approaching.


    Seated on the carpet with Damian who was quietly upied withpleting a jigsaw puzzle, rissa


    browsed through her stack of invitations.


    She was unable to decide which event to attend. Finally, she resorted to asking for Yael’s advice.


    Yael had picked out several which werepulsory for rissa to attend. As for the rest, her presence


    was not mandatory.


    “I don’t want to attend even one. Is that possible?” rissa asked in despair.


    Yael grinned, looking somewhat like a shark baring its teeth. “You could try if you’d like your new show


    to go up in mes. Of course, you could get your husband’s investment which will grant you the


    freedom of not having to attend anything or to curry the favor of any investors.”


    Yael knew that that was something rissa wouldn’t be able to do. Hence, she couldn’t resist teasing


    thetter.


    If rissa had to pick, she would rather attend the literary festival or the television drama award show.


    It would be easier for her to find an investor interested in her project as there would likely be more


    people she knew in those events.


    But what would Matthew say if I attended?


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    rissa was trying on clothes while Matthew, who was sitting aside, kept finding faults with her


    dresses, using excuses ranging from them being too revealing to not being warm enough.


    “Matthew, there would be air conditioning there, all right? It wouldn’t be cold.”


    He did not respond. Rather, his eyes showed signs of displeasure at the long dress which exposed her


    shoulders suggestively.


    He walked over to rissa and stroked her corbone with a slender finger. “rissa, my darling. You


    were very fond of dresses like this, weren’t you?” he asked quietly.


    Matthew recalled the period he was courting rissa. She frequently wore dresses that disyed her


    shoulders.


    At that time, he was deeply enamored by how attractive she looked in them. However, he was reluctant


    to allow her to wear such a dress out in public because he did not want others to ogle at her bare


    shoulders.


    rissa giggled. “You still remember? You used to criticize my taste in dresses.”


    Matthew chuckled. “Dresses? It’s hardly considered a dress if I could get it off of you with one tug.”


    As he said that, he grabbed rissa by the waist. With just a tiny yank, the dress woulde off easily


    as it did not even have a strap around her neck.


    He tugged at her dress threateningly to rissa’s rm.


    What a childish man! rissa thought to herself as she met Matthew’s eyes. Neither was willing to give


    in to the other.


    Just as the dress was about to slip off rissa’s smooth shoulders, she caved and hastily tugged on


    her dress to prevent it from falling off of her.


    “Could you not be so childish? Besides, only my neck is exposed in this dress! Other women would


    unt their thighs or breasts or back. Do you think their husbands or boyfriends would ban them from


    wearing dresses like that? If you insist upon this, I might as well wrap myself up and stay home.”


    Men are such dense creatures! rissa thought angrily, though she did not dare voice it out.


    Matthew’s cold smile remained unchanged in the face of her indignation. “I don’t care what anyone else


    thinks. You are my wife. I care.”


    “It doesn’t matter that you care. I’m wearing this dress as I like the way it looks.”


    “Then, I’m afraid you’re not going anywhere.”


    “Matthew!” rissa lost her temper.


    Matthew stood firm on his decision. With the tense atmosphere between the couple, the retail assistant


    did not dare approach them.


    They had more conservative designs at the store, though they were few in number. After all, it was a


    fashion trend to expose some areas as dresses that fully covered a woman was deemed old-fashioned.


    From rissa’s point of view, her dressing was already very conservative since nothing below her neck


    was exposed.


    It seemed that Matthew was as controlling as the rumors on the Inte imed. rissa wondered if


    having a passionate and domineering CEO as a husband was really as poetically romantic as they


    imed.


    Nheless, she had enough.


    Ordinarily, she would have amodated Matthew. But for some reason, she decided to be firm with


    her decision this time. As long as she had set her sights on an outfit of her choosing, nothing he said


    could dissuade her.


    Turning around in a huff to face away from Matthew, rissa returned to the changing room to change


    back into the clothes she came in.


    “I’m taking this dress,” she said tartly without even hesitating over the price tag, doing so to prove a


    point to her husband.


    The storekeeper nced timidly at Matthew’s thunderous face. However, her intuition led her to side


    with rissa. “Yes, Mrs. Tyson,” she said with a smile that betrayed the slightest hint of a tremor.


    Aside from the dress, rissa had picked out matching heels and essories for her hair.


    After arranging for all of her shopping to be delivered to Zen Hignds, rissa exited the store with


    Matthew following closely behind. He remained doggedly behind her the entire time she wandered


    about in a temper, refusing to return home.


    rissa ignored him, even going as far as to enter a lingerie store with the hopes of shaking him off. To


    her dismay and hispleteck of shame, Matthew strolled in calmly behind her, looking haughty and


    cold.


    He was not about to be scared off that easily. However, the retail assistant was quite ready to stay as


    far away as she could from his disagreeable scowl.


    Thus, the striking couple walked around the mall in a single file. Their presence must have exuded a


    commanding aura as they attracted curious looks from the other shoppers.


    Many of them knew Matthew personally. As such, it did not take much effort to deduce the identity of


    the woman with him. At the strange sight of Matthew walking behind his wife, it seemed to the


    bystanders that the couple was more akin to a princess and her servant rather than wife and husband.


    Some of them were amused by the obvious fact that there had been a spat between the couple and


    rissa was obviously not happy about something.


    The tales on the Inte about Matthew being a passionate and domineering CEO seemed to contrast


    greatly with the fact that he was having a fight with his wife, which the bystanders thought was rare and


    amusing. Soon, by the power of word of mouth, the entire mall was aware of the couple’s fight.


    By some miracle, they had even managed to deduce the reason for their disagreement.


    Soon, almost everybody knew that Matthew was not happy with his wife’s choice of dressing. It was


    obvious that Matthew loved his wife, or else he would not be this upset over something as arbitrary as


    that. He even walked sulkily behind his wife without attempting to coax her into reconciliation. His


    predicament would have evoked a sense of pity if it were not for the scowl on his face.