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.

got close would

th the

xt second.

his calm exterior grew Increasingly agitated. Abruptly, he turned

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

on the other end.

It’s my family’s hospital.

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

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

murmured, “Don’t bother me.”

gritted his teeth, “My bed!”

slept with you.

Tyrone was speechless.

in bed and pulled

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 affect her at all.

others would; she just lay,

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

simple nudge

he retracted his foot and

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