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 be

th the

xt second.

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

number: “Hey, it’s me. Erase all

on

smirk. “Why? It’s my family’s hospital. I want it gone. Got a problem with that?”

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

Quintessa’s slender ankle, “Get out.

Quintessa murmured, “Don’t bother

teeth, “My bed!”

lazy kick, “I’ve slept with you.

Tyrone was speechless.

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

thought Quintessa would leave once she got cold enough, but she curled up 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

even seek warmth like others would; she

all that fuss, he

nudge

seconds, he retracted his foot and turned

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