Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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.

and soon realized that the space beside him was

dressed at a leisurely pace, unfazed by Mrs. York’s presence in the

if it were her son standing there – modesty wasn’t exactly

was another story. The mention of her son sent her into

home

private man. Even in the sprawling York estate, he’d make sure his

Even his

fortress – his mother might drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary remained untouched by outside influence.

come home all night, and now it was past noon with no answer from

checking on him, only to find a half–naked

You’ve had kids; surely you don’t think

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

“Just wait until my son deals with you.”

should say that. As

rarely entered, and upon getting in the room,

his

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

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, “Auntie, it happened.

York was speechless.

want me around your son, just step aside and

“My son would never

her belly, “And who knows, if I’m not careful, I might just give you a grandson

She ran off?

he thought she hadn’t left after all. But when he swung open the bedroom door, he was greeted by the

soured instantly, “Mom, what

but there was no sign