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 bitten to

th the

xt second.

calm exterior grew Increasingly agitated. Abruptly,

Erase all the surveillance footage

the voice on the

family’s hospital.

boiling inside him, so he tossed the phone aside and stormed back into the

“Get out. This is my

murmured,

teeth, “My bed!”

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

Tyrone was speechless.

lay in bed and

she curled up on the edge, looking like she might fall off at any moment, and continued

seek warmth like others would;

that fuss, he was

simple nudge

after a few seconds, he retracted his

དེ ཚ ཆེ ཇ ཅེརྦ

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