Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 72

“Is she pretty

Had he not seen women prettier than her?

Good–natured?

What a joke! He never knew a woman who could have such a foul temper.

Kind?

Bullcrap. He had never met anyone more malicious or deceitful than her,

And yet, why did he, Tyrone, do such irrational things for her? He actually helped her commit murdert

Tyrone glared at Quintessa. When people are sleep, they usually lower their defenses, and maybe become less irritating.

But she was different. Even in sleep, she still had her fists clenched, her brows furrowed, and her lips pursed; her face always carried a guard against the world.

like anyone who got

th the

xt second.

hour, his calm exterior grew Increasingly agitated. Abruptly, he turned and

me. Erase all the surveillance footage from the hospital

on the other

lips twisted into a cold smirk. “Why? It’s my family’s hospital. I want

up, Tyrone felt him unable to suppress the rage boiling inside him, so he

grabbed Quintessa’s slender ankle, “Get out. This

again, Quintessa murmured, “Don’t bother

his teeth,

kick, “I’ve slept with you. What’s a bed to me?”

Tyrone was speechless.

in bed and pulled the entire blanket over himself.

the edge, looking like she might fall off at any moment, and continued to sleep soundly. It seemed

seek warmth like others would; she just lay, there,

After all that fuss, he was the one who ended

raised his foot; a simple nudge

retracted his foot and turned

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