Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Mrs. York’s eyes widened as she stared intently at Quentessa’s belly

Quintessa, already finding Mrs York’s scrutiny annoying, decided to provoke her further expecting to intensify the dralibe

But to her surprise. Mrs York seemed almost fixated on her abdomen.

“Maam, please step aside, or I might just camp out here after all, Quentessa said with a hint of sass.

Mrs. York’s garo was complex as she looked at her

Quintessa shook her head. Tyrone’s mother was indeed different from what she had imagined.

She opened the door and stepped out.

Mrs. York tiptoed to watch Quintessa disappear into the distance, her face twisting with worry, “What if she’s actually pregnant?”

After leaving Tyrone’s house, Quintessa glanced at her watch, it was already 1 PM. She had slept longer than expected

The sunlight was just right overhead, and she squinted against the brightness until her eyes adjusted.

Her phone rang: it was Violet.

Tm on my way back.” Quintessa spoke into the phone.

Not long after Quintessa left, Tyrone woke up.

soon realized that the

dressed at a leisurely pace, unfazed by

it were her son standing there

sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son would never allow strangers in

home

estate, he’d make sure his bedroom was

Even his

now and then, but friends?

sick. Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and now it was

she was, checking on him, only to find a half–naked siren

taunting, “Auntie, you’re Tyrone’s mom, right? You’ve had kids; surely you

zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but your son, he’s quite taken with me. If he weren’t so

finger, “Just wait until my son deals

should say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve already

place she rarely entered, and

was asleep, with a blanket slinging low around his waist, bare–chested in

scandalous thoughts of the previous night’s encounters. Her only thought was like, her son had been

the door, but Mrs. York blocked her, “Hold on, you can’t leave. Who are you, and how did you ensnare my son?” Seeing Quintessa’s foxy grin only fueled Mrs. York’s ire. What was it about this girl that had captured her son’s attention? Leaning against the door with a mocking tone, Quintessa said,

was speechless.

Mrs. York on the shoulder, Quintessa added, “If you don’t want me around your son, just

son

Her hand went to her belly, “And who knows, if I’m not careful, I might just give you a grandson in ten

She ran off?

angry, he heard some commotion outside. A smirk touched his lips, as he thought she hadn’t left

what are you

room, but there was no

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