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 be

th the

xt second.

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

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

asked the voice on the other end.

my family’s hospital. I want it gone.

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

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

again, Quintessa murmured, “Don’t

gritted his teeth, “My bed!”

“I’ve slept with you. What’s a bed

Tyrone was speechless.

and pulled the

the edge, looking like she might fall off at any moment, and continued to sleep soundly. It seemed as though

like others would; she just lay, there,

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

simple nudge would send Quintessa

seconds, he retracted his foot and turned away,

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