Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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…”

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

fell on Rachel, and he couldn’t even muster the effort to give her a cold look, “Mom, you’re not getting any younger. Why are you burning the midnight oil?

r collection?”

good care of herself that she appeared to be in her early forties. She touched her face anxiously, “Oh

Tyrone said, “I’m beat. I’m heading

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

while.”

wants to wait, that’s

years back, she had done a small favor for Mrs. York, earning her good graces, and since then she

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

had never taken such a blatantly ambitious woman seriously. If it weren’t for the fact that she somehow kept

had hoped to get Tyrone to exchange a few words with Rachel but inadvertently noticed a mark on his neck, “Yikes, what’s happened to your neck? Who

area around the wound was smeared with the remnants of lipstick – the unmistakable sign of a recent rendezvous. He hadn’t bothered to clean up

inside, the brazenness of these temptresses knew no bounds. Her expression soured as she turned to look at Rachel, whose

You’re a grown man with a