Chapter 35

Tyrone strolled into the house, his clothes already freshly changed, a paper bag swinging

from his grip as he made his way into the living room.

It was past 11, yet the York family’s living room was alive with chatter.

“Tyrone, you’re back.”

With a drawl, Tyrone replied, “Mom, you’re still up?”

His mother, Mrs. York, stood from her seat, starting to say, “Well, I was just…”

next to her quickly interjected in a soft tone, “Tyrone, you’re home. I didn’t have much going on today,

even muster the effort to give her a cold look, “Mom, you’re not getting any younger. Why are you burning

r collection?”

but had taken such good care of herself that she appeared to be in her early

I’m heading upstairs

caught hold of him, “Hold on a sec. Rachel’s been

while.”

that’s her problem, not

few years back, she had done a small favor for Mrs. York, earning her good graces, and since then she had been spreading rumors about being Tyrone’s fiancée.

by him, not even worth a glance, let alone a conversation. Still, she managed to keep up

the fact that she somehow kept his

a mark on his neck, “Yikes, what’s happened to your

sign of a recent rendezvous.

Her expression soured as she turned to look at Rachel, whose pale face and slender frame were trembling slightly, clearly shocked.

“Look at you, getting worse every day. You’re a grown man with a girlfriend; It’s

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