Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 29

It was as if she was saying, “yeah, that’s right, I did it on purpose; what are you gonna do about it?”

Tyrone didn’t touch his cutlery, and Quintessa asked, “Don’t fancy the dish? How about the sliced beef?”

Quintessa scooped up a few for Tyrone, who just felt his stomach churning at the sight, though his face betrayed no particular emotion.

This time, Quintessa wasn’t going to let Tyrone off the hook. As long as he didn’t pick up his utensils, she’d keep serving him.

The indignation of being used for a free night’s stay, being chewed up and humiliated- those grievances never dissipated from Quintessa’s heart. She was determined to get her own back from Tyrone.

enough to know that she wasn’t this impulsive. Moreover, it didn’t seem like she was trying to cozy up to Tyrone. Rather, it seemed like she was trying to disgust him. What was she up to?

afraid of being too abrupt,

looking at Quintessa’s ingratiating face, said, “So eager for me to eat, huh?”

a hook, itching at one’s heart, making at seemingly innocuous comment sound like there was some mischief afoot between

cutlery, he surprised her by picking it up – specifically, the cutlery she

with hot chili oil, and popped it into his mouth – his first time trying such a thing. Tyrone didn’t even chew, and

a taste and then

spice hit him hard, and he coughed non–stop, his face turning a bright red. Quintessa feigned innocence, “Oh, you can’t handle spicy food? Why didn’t you say so? I’m terribly

one; he then pulled out a handkerchief to

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on anyone else, Tyrone managed to look

as she apologized again, 1 really am sorry, Mr. York I had no idea you couldn’t handle the heat. Why

to offend this money man, quickly chimed in, “Had we known, we’d have opted for the mild dishes,

Deliberately, he said, “No matter, how can I refuse a dish served by a beautiful