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 close would

th the

xt second.

at her for a good half hour, his calm exterior grew Increasingly agitated.

number: “Hey, it’s me. Erase all the surveillance footage from

voice on the

smirk. “Why? It’s my family’s hospital. I want

unable to suppress the rage boiling inside him, so he tossed the phone aside and stormed back into the

Quintessa’s slender ankle, “Get

again, Quintessa murmured, “Don’t

his teeth,

a lazy kick, “I’ve slept with you. What’s

Tyrone was speechless.

in bed and pulled the entire blanket over

on the edge, looking like she might fall off at any moment, and continued to sleep soundly. It seemed as though the harsh conditions didn’t

seek warmth like others would; she just

defeated breath. After all that fuss, he was the one

a simple nudge would send Quintessa

after a few seconds, he retracted his foot

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