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.

cozy up to Tyrone. Rather, it seemed like she was trying to disgust him. What was she up to? Didn’t she know Mr. York was not to be trifled

being too abrupt, so she could

ingratiating face, said, “So eager for me to eat,

lilt at the end of his sentence was like a hook, itching at one’s heart, making at seemingly innocuous comment sound like there was some mischief afoot between them.

he surprised her by picking it up – specifically, the

holding cutlery a sight to behold. He grabbed a slice of beef dripping with hot chili oil, and popped it into his mouth

Tyrone took a taste and then

he coughed non–stop, his face turning a bright red. Quintessa feigned innocence, “Oh, you can’t

downed it in one; he then

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seem awkward on anyone

Mr. York I had no idea you couldn’t

in, “Had we known, we’d have opted for the

pretense, felt irritation rising. Deliberately, he said, “No matter, how can I refuse a dish served by a beautiful