You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 343


    Damian did not like the weather in D City but after a heavy snowfall, he was able to make a snowman


    outdoors whichpensated for his initial dislike.


    As for rissa, she never liked doing activities in the cold snowy weather. However, any adult watching


    a heavy snowfall would revert back to being a child. As such, she helped her son build the snowman.


    Yet, when the snowman did not meet Damian’s expectations, his mood dampened and he felt upset.


    The boy whined, “Mommy, the snowman is so ugly. I don’t want it…”


    rissa was helpless. “Damian, this is the best I could do…”


    Still pouting, Damian could not bring himself to ept that the big, ugly, and shapeless snowman was


    his.


    Left with no option, Damian started sobbing and crying.


    rissa was at the end of her wits and all she could do was to text Matthew for help.


    At that moment, Matthew was in a meeting. After receiving the message, he smiled when he saw the


    picture of the ugly snowman in the yard sent by rissa.


    The text read: Help. Damian thinks the snowman I made is ugly. What should I do? Give me some


    guidance.


    Building a snowman was not something that Matthew had done before and thus, he had no idea how to


    go about it.


    In the conference room, the executives were silent for a moment, waiting for instructions from the


    president. In the end, what they got were not instructions, but instead, a question from him.


    “Can anyone give me the fastest way to build a beautiful snowman?”


    Everyone was dumbfounded before turning to look out the window, gazing at the snow that was still


    falling heavily outside.


    Is the president trying to imply something? Is he trying to use a snowman as a metaphor for our work?


    Yes, that is likely the case. Although making a snowman is something only a child would do, from the


    nning till the implementation, it requires both actions and also aesthetics. From the birth of an idea


    to carrying it out, it must be abination of actions and thoughts. Is the president hinting to us that


    we’re only using our brains without practical action?


    “President, I used to help my children make them. ording to my experience, although making a


    snowman seems simple, it does require coordination. If you’re not careful, the snowman might turn out


    different than what you expected. So, for starters… Secondly… What needs to be noted is… Finally…”


    Matthew listened and nodded thoughtfully, looking as if he was satisfied with the suggestions.


    “President, I do agree with what he said, but I have a second feasible n. I think…”


    What came next was several people giving their own opinions or affirming what had been said. Of


    course, those who had actually built a snowman when they were young had the most say.


    These suggestions were all recorded by Matthew using his mobile phone. After rissa received the


    information, she listened to how these elites talked about making a snowman through sophisticated


    nning, and she had mixed feelings about it.


    rissa tried to put the ideas of these elites into practice. She felt that since these instructions on ways


    to build a snowman were from talented individuals of Tyson Corporation, it must be effective.


    Hence, she trusted their methods.


    Following the ideas and instructions step by step, rissa started making the snowman seriously and


    carefully, hoping to make up for the failed previous attempt.


    Damian stood aside, full of expectation as he watched his mother trying to create a snowman that


    would hopefully be an adorable one that he had seen before in pictures.


    Half an hour passed.


    Which soon turned into an hour.


    “It can’t be! I’m doing exactly as they instructed. Why do I keep failing…”


    Damian was wrapped tightly in a down jacket as he stood in front of the second snowman that his


    mother had made. His small face had a serious expression. If one looked closely, one could even see


    the unhappiness and disappointment on the little boy’s face.


    rissa stood nearby with an awkward smile on her face.


    “Damian, I feel that there must be something I missed. Maybe I should just start from scratch again…”


    Damian put his small hands in his pockets. After rissa finished speaking, he looked up at her, then


    sighed. He turned around and said as he walked away, “Forget it, Mommy, you’ve done your best.”


    rissa was at a loss for words.


    Is Damian looking down on me?


    Feeling helpless and with the urge to cry, rissa threw down the shovel and followed her son into the


    house dejectedly. After changing into a fresh set of clothes, the mother-son pair were seated together


    on the soft rug. As rissa watched her son putting together a jigsaw puzzle seriously, she felt like she


    was a real failure.


    My IQ is low and I can’t even put what I’ve learned into practice. Now, I can’t make my son proud


    anymore. I wonder what’s going to happen once this little guy grows up and gets smarter…


    rissa could foresee that her son would grow up to be a genius in the future, and he would despise


    her even more. When that happens, I’ll be the dumbest of the family and both he and his father


    would definitely oppress me…


    Thinking about that scenario sent a chill down rissa’s spine.


    Quickly, rissa gave Matthew a call.


    Before Matthew could say anything, rissa blurted out, “Matthew, in your eyes, I’m the smartest


    woman ever, right? In the future, you must never criticize me for being stupid, okay?”


    Matthew’s voice was low and he sounded strained when he said, “re, I’m on the way to the


    hospital.”


    rissa was shocked and she sprang up immediately, scaring Damian.


    “What happened? Are you hurt? What’s the matter with you…”


    “It’s not me, it’s George. He fell…”


    rissa fell silent, for she realized how dangerous it could be for an elderly man to fall.


    Her tone was calm when she said, “I got it. Hurry up and go, then.”


    She did not say anything to console Matthew as no one knew what the oue would be.


    After hanging up, rissa sat down. Her son was looking at her with concern in his eyes.


    “Mommy, what happened?”


    rissa gave Damian’s plump little hands a squeeze, shook her head and replied, “Noting. It’s fine.”


    “Alright.”


    rissa was silent for a while before saying, “Actually, it’s about your daddy’s father, your Grandpa. He


    fell and Daddy has gone to the hospital to see him.”


    “Grandpa?”


    Damian knew words like Grandpa and Grandma. He also knew that Grandpa was his daddy’s father.


    However, to him, his grandpa was simply a man who was a bit older, that was all.


    He was not at the age where he could understand his father’s concern. He blinked and asked, “Is


    Grandpa going to receive injections? It will be painful, right?


    “That’s right. That’s why, you need to remember that on a snowy day, you can’t run too fast or you’ll fall,


    okay? And if you fall, it will be painful for you when you have to go to the hospital for injections…”


    The moment he heard about injections, Damian was so frightened that he clutched rissa tightly.


    “Mommy, I’m a good boy and I won’t fall. You, too, Mommy, be a good girl and don’t fall, okay?”


    rissa was amused by her son’s worried tone.


    “Alright, I’ll be good.”


    However, this incident reminded rissa that Catherine was getting on in age as well and she had to


    instruct the elder woman and Jenny to be extra careful. After all, the possibility of falling down at such


    an age was a serious matter.


    Hurriedly, rissa called Catherine but she did not mention George falling down. Instead, she said she


    saw a news article which reminded her to call.


    Catherine told rissa not to worry as the weather was cold and she hardly went outside. Hence,


    nothing could happen since she stayed home most of the time.


    Damian took over the phone soon and he spoke quite a lot. The little boy instructed Catherine to be


    good and told her excitedly that he went abroad on a holiday with his parents, soaking in a hot spring


    pool and eating yummy food.


    When night fell, Matthew still wasn’t home. It wasn’t until rissa took Damian for dinner that she


    received a call from him.


    “I won’t be home tonight. George has broken several bones and he can’t move. I want to stay in the


    hospital and watch over him.”


    Although there were many caregivers In the hospital, Matthew still felt that, as a son, it was his


    responsibility to care for his father.


    rissa expressed that she understood in response.


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    The next morning, shortly after rissa arose, she received a call from Matthew. He sounded more


    cheerful than the day before, which was an indication that George’s condition must have improved.


    However, Matthew had a request.


    “re, George wants to see Damian.”


    rissa fell silent. Matthew knew that this request was a difficult one for her.


    “He can only see him, nothing more. After that, I’ll bring our son home so that I could change before


    going to work.”


    Matthew promised her that Damian would visit George and that would be all. Nothing else would


    happen.


    “Alright…”


    rissa agreed. After hanging up, she exined to Damian that he was going to visit his grandpater


    and that he must behave well.


    On the way, rissa gave many instructions to her son. Damian did not understand why his mother


    was speaking much more than usual and he could not fathom what the instructions were for. However,


    rissa understood that the reason why she was acting out of character was that she was anxious and


    nervous.


    When the car was parked, rissa called Matthew from the car.


    “Come and get him. We’re in the car park.”


    Before long, Matthew came and rissa let Damian get off the car. She smiled and said, “Go ahead.


    I’ll wait for you here.”


    “Mommy, aren’t youing with us?”


    rissa felt her heart clench. “No, I’m not going. I’ll wait here for you and Daddy. Remember what I


    said. Be good and do not disturb Grandpa, okay? If you do well, I’ll give you a prize when we get


    home.”


    “Okay… Daddy, let’s go, then.”


    Damian was looking forward to doing well so that he could go home and get his present from his


    mother.


    He had no idea of the struggle she was going through at the moment.


    Matthew looked at rissa reassuringly and smiled. Then, he picked up Damian and walked into the


    hospital.


    rissa watched as her son’s figure moved further and further away. Suddenly, she feel frightened.