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

Quintessa but was afraid of being too abrupt,

said, “So eager for

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. Quintessa

was sure Tyrone wouldn’t touch the cutlery, he surprised her by picking it up – specifically, the cutlery

long and fair, even made the act of holding cutlery a sight to behold. He grabbed a slice of beef dripping with hot chili oil, and popped it into his mouth – his

astonishment, Tyrone took a taste and then burst into uncontrollable

him hard, and he coughed non–stop, his face turning a bright red. Quintessa feigned innocence, “Oh,

a glass of water and downed it in one; he then pulled out a handkerchief

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really am sorry, Mr. York I had no idea you couldn’t handle the heat. Why didn’t you tell me?”

daring to offend this money man, quickly chimed in, “Had we known,

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