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.

anyone who got close would be

th the

xt second.

for a good half hour, his calm exterior grew Increasingly agitated. Abruptly, he turned and grabbed his

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

the voice on the other

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

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

slender ankle, “Get out. This is my bedroom.”

Quintessa murmured,

gritted his teeth, “My bed!”

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

Tyrone was speechless.

Tyrone lay in bed and pulled the entire blanket over himself.

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

warmth like others

all that fuss, he was the one who ended up shortchanged.

raised his foot; a simple nudge would

a few seconds, he retracted his

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